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September 21, 2014

Years ago, I knew a pianist. She was a wonderful pianist who gave brief, beautiful concerts. She wasn’t a large woman, though she seemed to become onewith her powerful concert piano as she played. Together they were like one magnificent, magical instrument. I met her sometimes socially, andbeing a rather lame but hopeful pianist myself, I felt a little intimidated by her. At one cocktail party, I screwed up my courage with the help of a glass of chardonnay or two and told her how much I enjoy...

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Published on September 21, 2014 22:43 • 1 view

September 7, 2014


My new office gear: One geeky backpack and a lunchbox.

My new office gear: One geeky backpack and a lunchbox.


What? Aren’t you already a professional?you might say, if we were sitting down for a cup of tea together. Haven’t you been publishing for more than two decades?


When I think about how long I’ve been writing and publishing, I feel slightlyembarrassed about how littleI’ve actually published. I’ve written six novels (but published only four–the other two were for practice), and edited four anthologies. I confess I haven’t really kept track of...

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Published on September 07, 2014 11:18

August 24, 2014

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It’s no secret that I have organizational issues. ADD/ADHD is a real thing and I struggle with it every day. My memory is pretty terrible, and I can’t prioritize my way out of a wet paper bag. It’s also an amazing gift. But some gifts are hard to live with.


“Why don’t you just use a system?” is the question I frequently get from my well-organized friends. There are a bajillion systemsout there: Personal Organization Systems nets around 246 millionsearch responses. Goal setting = around 20 mill...

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Published on August 24, 2014 12:15

August 21, 2014

One recent Monday–Garbage Night to be exact–my husband, Pinckney, heard mewing near our front gate. We were immediately concerned because ourdaughter mentionedshe’d seen a dead cat out on the road earlier in the day. The mewing gave us visions of some pitiful, half-alive creature abandoned and dying on the asphalt. Usually we only find beer cans and the occasional shoe at the end of our drive. (What is it about a driveway out in the country that screams to some people to stop atnight–sometime...

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Published on August 21, 2014 07:42

August 4, 2014





The thing about writing storiesand publishing is that they’reboth very much like that old Lay’s potato chip slogan: You can’t eat just one. (No, please don’t eat books–no matter how much you love them.)


So many people I’ve met who say they want to write, or want to be a writer, claim that their life will be perfect if they publish JUST ONE STORY. I find it rather charming when I hear that, because most of the writers I know said exactly the same thing when they started. They imagine that publi...

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Published on August 04, 2014 22:33

July 29, 2014

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There’s this thing that I do, and I’m wondering if you do it too. A little story: (You knew there was a story coming, I bet.) I was sitting on the couch watching television with my Sweet Husband, and I started thinking about cookies. Not just any cookies, but specifically the two dozen homemade chocolate chip cookies I had buriedin the freezer that were left over from a booksigning event. Now, I make kick-ass chocolate chip cookies. (Okay, you can too–just add an extra cup of chocolate chips...

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Published on July 29, 2014 12:32

July 16, 2014



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This is probably one of those blogs I shouldn’t write, but impulsivity and I are old, old friends. (Remember that time I decided to wear only clothes from Wal-Mart for a year? Yeah.)


I get a lot of very generous feedback about my writing. Some of it in the form of reviews, some of it direct to my inbox. It’s the kind of feedback that keeps me going, writing the next book or story. It helps me put out the flames of self-doubt when they come shooting out of my brain, obliterating the words befor...

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Published on July 16, 2014 15:30

July 14, 2014

Until last week I hadn’t been to Thrillerfest, the annual gathering of International Thriller Writers, in several years. Many of my friends refuse to miss it, and I understand why: it’s great fun. Plus, it’s always held in New York City at The Grand Hyatt at Grand Central Terminal, so thereare endless thingsto do if you’re not attending panels or getting books signed. This year was the conference’s 10th anniversary, so there was lots to celebrate.


I could spend hours telling you about all the...

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Published on July 14, 2014 23:57

July 6, 2014

There are those nights when I wake at 3 a.m. and lie there and think of all I didn’t get done the day before. It’s a terribly lonesome, hopelessfeeling. There’s no popping out of bed for a last-minute do-over, and it’s way too early (for me, anyway) to even think about getting up. If I’m particularly bothered, I’ll make a note on my nearby phone, though sometimes that leads to checking email, Facebook, Twitter, etc. so I don’t do that often. (Impulse control is not one of my strongest suits....

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Published on July 06, 2014 21:37

June 28, 2014

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The status of an interesting woman I follow on Twitter recently posited, “What’s your most surprising desire?”


I was getting ready to start my evening chores (watering the garden, kitty maintenance, closing the driveway gate), but the question pulled me up short. I felt compelled to go to the front window–one of my favorite thinking spots because it overlooks the feeders in the garden–and sit for a moment.


I am as bourgeois as a brightly-patterned Vera Bradley handbag. The desires of my now-mid...

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Published on June 28, 2014 21:36