EACH BOOK TEACH
I’m at the start of a new book (#tinyboxes). The muddling beginning when I’m still not sure what I am doing. I have to remind myself that I know how to do this- HOW TO write a book. I also […]
Best-selling and Award-winning Author of Young Adult Thrillers
I’m at the start of a new book (#tinyboxes). The muddling beginning when I’m still not sure what I am doing. I have to remind myself that I know how to do this- HOW TO write a book. I also […]
Despite my better judgement, I am currently working on a new Mystery manuscript. Mystery not as in ‘suspenseful thriller’ ala The Grey Sisters, but mystery as in a whodunnit. Boy, are those hard! They are structured, they are convoluted, the […]
People have asked me why I constructed Blood Will Out with an alternating dual POV. It just happened naturally. I began with two scenes. They blazed in my mind. One of them was of a girl in a well. The […]
Finally, finally, the publication date for Blood Will Out has arrived! I remind myself how much of publishing is hurry up and wait and I remind myself (far more importantly) to celebrate this moment. I conceived a book, I wrote a book, […]
Yikes. So this ties in with the previous blog about really inhabiting my characters’s brains and how much I enjoyed playing with multiple Points of View. Blood Will Out is in third person (my main character) and first person (my […]
Wow- that’s a wordy title for a post. What I mean is, I am often asked how did you think of that or how did you imagine that person? Like 80 year-old Polish survivor, Grammalie Rose from Ashes, Ashes. Or […]
This weekend I was on a panel at the breathtaking new Halifax Central Library (pictured here), with acclaimed journalist and fellow Fierce Shorts author, Chris Benjamin, talking about writing from life (although isn’t all writing from life? Even if it […]
So, I’m reading The Abominables by Eva Ibbotson ( the last book she wrote before she died) to my kids. My youngest is old enough now to appreciate the same book as my oldest which makes things even more cuddly […]
This morning I looked at my backyard–naked again now that the blanket of snow has melted, and oh so terribly forlorn– and I saw nothing but piles of dog poo. I couldn’t call to mind the summer garden that I […]
Sometimes I wish I had more talent in drawing or sculpting or even in knitting. I am terrible at following patterns and even after many attempts, I am hopeless at socks. Turning heels? I just don’t get it. And worse […]