By Jeanne Matthews. As Larry said in this blog last month, language is constantly evolving. But when a man’s name evolves into a verb, he has achieved a very special distinction, not necessarily one he would have wanted.
My favorite part of going to the movies is the coming attractions. The lights go down, the snacks come out, and then it’s two-minute morsels of kiss kiss, bang bang, quip quip. Like a cinematic smorgasbord.
Long ago, the mother of a friend offered some wisdom about writers. She was a librarian, and by my assessment (I was about twenty) had read everything. She maintained that writers become popular not because of their brilliance, but because their concerns are the same as the concerns of most people. If I were to [...] Read More →
Dithermania. Oh, gloom of night. Writing a novel is like swimming underwater. It’s lovely and unreal and taps into our subconscious or unconscious or whatever. Haven’t figure that out yet. But it’s invisible and unseen. Safe.
I blog on the 4th of the month, and I had a plan for June 4. On June3, I was going to visit a distant book group via Skype, a new experience for me, and then write about it here. In this highly technological world, I thought it might be useful and/or interesting. I’ve been [...] Read More →
A collector’s edition of CAPACITY FOR MURDER? Maybe. Mistakes, in limited numbers, often become collectables. Coins missing mint marks, stamps with typos, books like first editions of HARRY POTTER AND THE PHILOSOPHER’S STONE with the item “wand” listed twice in the supply list on page 53 — all of these things increase in value because [...] Read More →
I sit in an oversized closet at my computer and dream up fictional characters and storylines to populate a mostly real-world environment. I set my Kate Reilly Racing Mysteries in a real racing series, in real cars. But as I repeatedly state—in the books and in person—any other resemblance to real people or events is [...] Read More →
Two days before the devastation in Moore, Oklahoma, I finished writing a major scene in my work-in-progess. It’s about a tornado. This will be the seventh installment in my Alafair Tucker series, which is set in pre-World War I Oklahoma, but the first one that deals with the aftermath of a killer storm. Because, I [...] Read More →
After this week of such horrible loss and devastation in Oklahoma, it’s hard to think about what to write that doesn’t sound trivial. When faced with catastrophe at this level, nature seems more terrifying and destructive than life-giving. But the determination and sense of community shown by those in Moore and its surrounding areas is [...] Read More →