Greetings! Fiery Seas Publishing posted an interview with me today (6 March 2018). If interested, here ’tis:
Hi all. Wrote a humorous mini-memoir of my time working with the Fairfax (VA) Ballet. It got accepted into an anthology of short stories, short non-fiction, and poetry, and is billed as “editor’s choice” in the “truth” category. Fun!
It’s the winter edition of the Ocotillo Review. Feel free to order a copy if you like.
Writers conferences are so useful to us authors. I even got invited by Killer Nashville to submit an article. Enjoy!
Hi again. Here are websites that posted cover reveals for SCOURGE on 29NOV2017. So very cool and generous of them. You may want to sign up to follow their blogs, since many have book reviews and other good readerly news.
Hi, all. Today I get to reveal the cover for my medical thriller SCOURGE, coming 14 August 2018 from Fiery Seas Publishing.
Really liking this. Or, to put it more succinctly, Woo-hoo!
And a big thanks to all the people who helped get the word out on this baby.
Financially independent, biochemistry genius Stacy Romani grows up off the grid, while her Roma family takes advantage of her knowledge for their own gain.
Watching his family farm struggle, and traumatized by mass slaughter, Aatos Pires wants to heal animals but gets seduced by industry and goes to work for a big pharmaceutical company.
When Aatos’ co-worker Trinity creates a deadly doomsday virus, it puts the world population in jeopardy as it spreads exponentially. . .with no cure in sight.
Stacy and Aatos work alone to find a cure, as the CDC and FBI close in. Will they find a way to stop the plague or will it be the end of the world?
Medical thriller SCOURGE will be released in 2018 by Fiery Seas Publishing.
Thrilled! Ecstatic! Possibly even giddy. Coming right about the same time as that award for my humor anthology, one would almost think I was ego-tripping. We’re supposed to write for ourselves, not to please others, if we want to generate the best material we can. But man, it’s hard not to revel a bit when others like our work.
So yeah, OK, I admit it. I might actually be human. Go figure.
Hello out there in webland. Got some writing news that has me reeling.
I attended the Killer Nashville Writers Conference last weekend. “Marianated Nottingham & Other Abuses of the Language” was up against other entries for Best Anthology, pros with best seller status. So I asked everyone and their cats to vote for Readers Choice, figuring that was the only chance I had to win anything. Turns out one anthology had many authors, all of whom had all of their friends and fans vote (large existing reader bases), so it got over 10,000 votes. Normally about 100 can win this category. Guess what?
Yeah. But thanks to all for trying!
I sat back to relax and enjoy the rest of the awards banquet. Then they got to the judges’ awards (some industry pros, they don’t release names). And I won Best Anthology (the Silver Falchion award, a nice little medal). Whoa! Shocked the H out of me. Couldn’t sleep much Saturday night, then conference & on another panel (writing humor, appropriately) Sunday until 3 p.m., then drive home. Fortunately, made it to the bedroom before CRASHING.
Wheeeeeee! Still not down from the ceiling yet.
Ooh, and you could vote for “Marianated Nottingham” for best anthology right here, if you don’t have anything worthwhile to do just now. (heh, heh)
Late August comes the annual Killer Nashville writers conference. I’ll be there. Maybe you, too?
Just learned I’ve been nominated for the Silver Falchion award for best anthology at that conference. Woo-Hoo!
Googled the names of who I’m up against. All multi-book bestsellers. Don’t bet the ranch on me!
In case you’re wondering, I play at tennis. This is as opposed to playing tennis. Not quite good enough for that, but hilarious with our local group of dabblers. I’m coming to think the better you get at something, the less you enjoy it. I’ve known people who stop playing golf because it’s so frustrating when the body doesn’t do exactly what the mind tells it to. Them darned uncooperative muscles.
Oh, well, that’s the advantage of nerd-dom. Nerdishness? Nerdocity? Anyway, we don’t have to worry about being jocks, ’cause it ain’t gonna happen. Instead, we get to celebrate the joys of incompetence, and delight in every shot that makes it over the net, particularly when it stays in bounds. We firmly believe in the million-monkeys-with-a-million-tennis-rackets theory, for occasionally we accomplish something quite spectacular, and enjoy it far more than those who expect such success.
A similar theory works for foods, like the entire wine food group. The less you know, the more you can enjoy the cheap stuff. And for some of us, this is a tremendous advantage. Maybe I’m missing the gene for fine-tuned taste discrimination. Except I do enjoy high quality dark chocolate more than the cheaper alternatives. Could be there are lots of taste-related genes. Hmmm.
Speaking of chocolate, I hope you realize there would be stunning advantages to gene therapy. Correcting/eliminating a certain pair of allergies should be a high priority for scientists—for every child should have the right to enjoy chocolate and peanuts. (This is important, people!) 😉
Okay, enough for now. Enjoy!