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  • What’s behind door number 2?

    What’s behind door number 2?

    You won’t know until you open it. Did you have an advent calendar as a kid? I don’t remember ever having one, but that might be because I wasn’t that kind of kid. I didn’t do sweets and I wasn’t…excitable. But maybe we just didn’t have one. My wife, on…

  • My 16th book is out…

    My 16th book is out…

    And yes, it’s a romance. It’s under my other pen name, Ally McGuire. I really enjoyed writing it, which always surprises me given that my heart has been in fantasy/spec-fic for so long. But lately, I’m struggling with fantasy as I hit a kind of writer’s block. I feel better…

  • It’s Pride Month! And you know what that means…

    It’s Pride Month! And you know what that means…

    How do you get to know an author better? Check out what they have to say about their best memory of being a writer…

  • Identity

    Identity

    How do you combine who you are as a person with who you are as an author?

  • The garden war is coming

    The garden war is coming

    There’s a battle coming. Will the pixies win? Or will the sprites be ready for them? Maybe the fairies will be unbeatable. But it will always be down to the squirrels.

  • I’m not a truffle pig

    I’m not a truffle pig

    We’re not supposed to talk about things we’re good at because that makes us attention seeking truffle pigs. But I’m going to acknowledge something I’m good at, even though it makes me uncomfortable.

  • Down, down, down.

    Down, down, down.

    Card 35, Writing Down the Bones: When you see a person experiencing homelessness holding a sign on the corner, what do you think, feel, do? Tell me about one specific person. Well, this is a big one, isn’t it? No going softly into a Weds morning. I remember various homeless…

  • Exquisite?

    What a fabulous review from LesBiReviewed! I couldn’t ask for better, really. What a great thing to wake up to this morning. (And don’t Carol’s eyes look amazing??)

  • Is there any point in returning?

    Is there any point in returning?

    Sometimes it’s about nuance. Do I NEED to go back? Or do I want to? What’s the purpose of returning? Will it only bring back the ghosts? Or does it mean new adventures?