A writer on my social media page announced he’d published his first book, recently.  Overjoyed, he included a favorable comment from a well-known book review company.   “I’m a genius,” he concluded tongue in cheek.  Like a first kiss, his elation was understandable.  Who

I slumped into the chair opposite a fellow writer at a neighborhood coffee shop.  She and I hadn’t met in a while because of Covid restrictions. Naturally, I was delighted to see her looking well. She told me she’d taken a hiatus from adding to her ongoing Sage Adair mystery seri

(More wisdom on self-publishing) He is a veteran of self-publishing. Even when small and mid-sized presses published my novels, I read his column in the local writers’ newsletter.  His advice was useful for everyone.  Having decided to self-publish my upcoming memoir, Getting Lost

(The Wonderland of Memoir Publishing) A friend wrote to tell me his memoir had been accepted by a small press.  They’d approached him on his Facebook page.  Also from Facebook, he’s been contacted by someone who wants to develop a television series based on the memoir, and a thi

Before the pandemic struck, a gentleman at my retirement center and I had talked about the progress each of us was making on our memoirs.  Listening to his story, I knew his adventures needed to be shared. So, before parting from him, I wished him well. Then, the lockdown came, and I

For a year, I’ve searched for an agent to represent for my memoir, Getting Lost to Find Home. For the past two months, the manuscript has been under review with a London office.  A few days ago,  I emailed the agent to ask if the submission was still under review. As yet, I’ve r

All I wanted to do in my retirement years was write.  I presumed the easiest way to do that was to find a publisher and let the company go through the mechanics of getting my books into print.  So far that decision has proved unsatisfactory. I won’t go into details, but gi

It’s uncivil of me, I suppose, to pick another quarrel with Amazon. After all, for the past week, the company has been running ads for my book, Heart Land, without a request or payment from me. In fact, that they’re running the ad in tandem The Ninth Hour is flattering.  Of cours

Opening my electronic mail, recently, I found as comment from a reader: “Each time I read Gothic Spring, or any of your novels, really, I’m reminded again that you are a storyteller extraordinaire.” I’m not modest enough to bury the compliment.  Writers cherish a few kind

A Facebook friend put up a snapshot of me attending a writer friend’s book signing.  I had braved a dark and stormy night to get there so when I spied my picture on social media, I wrote, “It looks like Albert Einstein and I have the same hairdresser.”  Yes, at my age, I can l