I had such an enjoyable Tuesday evening; I was invited to speak at a local book club about my vigilante novel, WITH FULL MALICE. A member read it and recommended it to the group. Then they invited me to visit.
So far I’ve sent queries to seven agents. It’s an agaonizing process because you never know if they read the sample pages or if they judge your writing ability on the query alone.
I’ve written and rewritten mine at least ten times, hoping that each is an improvement, and that the last is a bit more exciting. Part of the problem, I think, is the genre. My new novel is a blend of spec fiction, horror, paranormal, and romance. How in the world do I settle on one?
I’ve finally finished my latest novel, From the Painted Tomb.
What a feeling. I’m not sure if my strange reaction was numbness, exhilaration, or just plain relief, but probably a little of everything. I had the urge to cry, and it wouldn’t have been unusual. I bawl while watching a touching TV commercial, or while reading a novel, so I expected tears. But they didn’t come. Read more ›