Tag Archives: A Writer’s Life
WTF is TB Thinking?
A couple of days ago, I shared my version for the spark of Heart of Ice, cowritten by Miranda MacLeod. Miranda is here today to tell it from her perspective. Take it away Miranda When TB called me last fall … Continue reading
The Spark for Heart of Ice
I need to confess something. I frigging love cemeteries. The old, beautiful ones that date back well over a hundred years. When I lived in London, I would stroll through Brompton Cemetery to let my mind wander. It’s a very … Continue reading
The Wedding Speech I Don’t Remember
Many, many years ago, I was maid of honor for my best friend’s wedding. I’d never been the maid of honor before, and I think it took some time for it to sink in that I would have to give … Continue reading
The Trials and Tribulations of Having an Odd Head
I have an odd head. There’s no breaking that news gently. Trust me, many have, especially people who cut my hair. They try to gently say I have terrible hair to style and not to expect a miracle. What’s odd … Continue reading
Is This Your Forever Home?
One of the questions I get asked a lot is where I get my ideas from. My answer is always disappointing to some, because I get them from everywhere, all of the time. There’s no special sauce, which I think … Continue reading
The New Reality
When Clare and I started planning our research trip to Whitstable for One Golden Summer, our cowrite, neither of us had an inkling how quickly world events would change. In February, I started reading stories about the virus plaguing China. … Continue reading
How do you say…?
Sometimes cowriting with an author, even one who is a good friend, presents awkward moments. For those of you who listen to the Lesbians Who Write podcast, you’ve probably picked up on the fact that I’m terribly shy when it … Continue reading
Do They Still Feel You Up at Fenway?
It takes me time to become comfortable enough in a place before I can include a setting in a novel. Some of my books take place in Colorado, where I went to high school and college. I ended up loving … Continue reading