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I’m on the excitement yo-yo. The B&N book signing is this...

I’m on the excitement yo-yo. The B&N book signing is this coming Saturday, followed by the Boston Book Festival next Saturday, and the UTA book signing the following Monday. I am alternately very excited, and very stressed. Excited because–well, obviously. Stressed because what if no one shows up? Then there’s the high of excitement followed by the low of the mundane. I have a book signing at B&N, but I also still have laundry to fold and put away. That doesn’t seem right. In my imagination,...

Interview With the Author: Stephen Kaminski’s Dabbling Detective

In today’s Interview With the Author, we are talking to Stephen Kaminski, another of my fellow Cozy Cat friends.

Stephen Kaminski

STEPHEN KAMINSKI is the author of the Damon Lassard Dabbling Detective series published by Cozy Cat Press. The first cozy mystery in the series, IT TAKES TWO TO STRANGLE, was the winner of the 2012 Reader Views Literary Award for the Mid-Atlantic region. He has just released the second offering in the series, DON’T CRY OVER KILLED MILK. Stephen is a graduate of Johns...

Worth Knowing

Ooooh, I am excited!

Do you know why? If you guessed that our internet was fixed, that’s a good guess. However, that is not why.

Why is because I have now collected enough profiles that I feel comfortable announcing a Return of the Women Worth Knowing Project–at least through the end of the year.

So, here’s what you can expect from The Outside Lane. On Mondays, you’ll get something bookish: a review, an interview with an author, a guest post from an author. On Wednesdays, you’ll get a new Women...

Hoo Dunnit

My dog ate my home work.

That is, my dog ate my ability to work at home. He dug up our FIOS line and ate through it, effectively turning back our clocks to 1939, leaving us without television, cable, internet, or even a landline phone.

We should have it back today, and then I can get back to my regularly scheduled blogging.

Until then, enjoy this picture of Hoo. Happier days for him, before he landed in Puppy Jail.

Hoo, in a moment of peaceful repose. Before murdering my wind chimes.

Interview with the Author: Ris Writes Really Good Stuff

If you like fast-paced, down home, hot as the Georgia asphalt mysteries, then you need to meet Larissa Reinhart, who brings us Cherry Tucker’s world of Halo, Georgia. With her third book releasing in November, and the fourth being written right now, I thought it was a good time to sit down and have a sweet tea with Larissa.

Larissa Reinhart

The Outside Lane: I read your books out of order because I am a big fan of Brunswick Stew. It was very easy to pick up on your characters and their shared h...

Review: The Goats of Santo Domingo–no kidding, it’s great!

I signed up for the blog tour of Robert McEvilla’s new romance, THE GOATS OF SANTO DOMINGO, because of the title. If you have goats in your title, the book either has to be extraordinary, or extraordinarily funny–intentionally, or not. McEvilla’s story of love and political intrigue is extraordinary.

From the beginning, I was hooked in by McEvilla’s evocative scene setting. You know exactly where you are as you begin to read. You know exactly how the humidity would be curling your hair, how th...

Sparkle, Baby!

Maybe the best part of writing a series set in the pageant world is that now when I watch Toddlers & Tiaras, I can call it research. No more guilty pleasure! It’s research. It’s for work, y’all.

Maybe the worst part of watching Toddlers & Tiaras is how terribly I feel for some of the children, who are going to grow up to need real therapy. Not pretend therapy, but reconstructive help to teach them how to feel good about themselves so that they can function beyond just, “Sparkle, Baby!” No, the...

Trash Grabbers

My coworker and I were strongly considering rescuing an old audio/visual cart from the dumpster area the other morning. We were laughing about being trash grabbers. I am a shameless trash grabber. If I see something that’s going to the dump, I’ll grab it if I like it. I blame my grandmother, who used to take my cousins and me trash grabbing when we spent summers with her.

Let me paint you a picture.

It is 1979, summertime in Georgia. Early morning. So early that the dew is still on the St. Augu...

Photogenic. Photogenetic.

It was 6th Grade, and I insisted upon doing my own hair for picture day–the oxford and blazer were part of the uniform, but the hair? All mine. I was arguing with my mother about it out the door, and I know what Lane-has-been-crying face looks like–that’s it. I remember standing in line for my picture and realizing that all the other girls, from the neck up, looked like they’d been styled for a wedding. From the neck down, we looked like a Green and White episode of Facts of Life the Middle...

It was 6th Grade, and I insisted upon doing my own hair...

It was 6th Grade, and I insisted upon doing my own hair for picture day–the oxford and blazer were part of the uniform, but the hair? All mine. I was arguing with my mother about it out the door, and I know what Lane-has-been-crying face looks like–that’s it. I remember standing in line for my picture and realizing that all the other girls, from the neck up, looked like they’d been styled for a wedding. From the neck down, we looked like a Green and White episode of Facts of Life the Middle S...