(Or How I Found My Muse In Music) WHERE DO YOU get your ideas? As questions go, writers probably hear this one as often as any. Not just from readers, friends, family, and casual acquaintances. We ask ourselves the same thing. Often. Sometimes on a daily basis. The answer isn’t simple. I guarantee if you… Read More
And I always knew it would be a romance novel. When I was a
teenager I assumed my book would have a historical setting,
those were the kinds of stories I liked best, I even grew my
hair long so I could be like the heroines in my favorite
stories. But now I see myself and my books in the present
dealing with the joys and sorrows of our modern world.
Harper Falls is a place my imagination dreamed up, but it is
based in reality. I grew up in Washington State and went to
school in a small town on the Columbia River. Harper Falls
is that town but an idealized version. I hope you enjoy
reading about the town and the characters.
And as much as I enjoyed telling their stories, these books
are not the end of my dream but the beginning.
Before I started writing—and after—I was always fascinated at a writer’s process of chosing the title for their book. I haven’t done an official survey, but I imagine it’s a different process for everybody. For me, the title always comes before the book itself. Sometimes it’s the starting point. A germ of an idea helped… Read More
Way back when I was in college, I fell for a cute boy. His name was Rick, and he had a little space between his front teeth, and he played classical guitar. Le sigh, right? Also, he was a Lands End model or something like that. Please. I was helpless. But Rick told me right… Read More
Did you ever listen to friend talk about the one who got away? That perfect guy who broke her heart but was so stinkin’ nice about it. They were so in love. They were amazing together! Life was so happy, right up until he dumped her. Or maybe, like me, you’ve been that person, left… Read More
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Absinthe…the seductive killer sweet of Gilded Age New Orleans
Greetings! During the frosty, dark nights of December, I always crave killer sweets. Sweets like chocolate marshmallow fudge. And glazed gingerbread. And cinnamon-sugared crullers. And as I write the sequel to Fanny Newcomb and the Irish Channel Ripper—which takes place in 1889 New Orleans—I’ve been lusting after that city’s most popular killer sweet: creamy pecan… Read More