Klein Trails Grand Prix, our version of Pinewood Derby
The 4th annual Klein Trails Grand Prix wrapped up Saturday. As we handed out the certificates and metals and trophies, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for all the girls who don’t get to...
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Professional Photo Shoot
I will be 42 years old tomorrow. (Don’t gasp. I’m not one of the “don’t ask me how old I am” people. I’ve proudly earned every year.) As my Douglas Adams friends are aware, that...
Scheduled Posts on Facebook
Have you been to my author Facebook page? Well, shame on you. No, wait. Don’t leave. I was just kidding. I have trouble keeping up with everything I need to do every week. You...
Signed Contract in Hand
I have exciting news. I am officially a writer with a signed contract. Woot! It’s been three lightning fast years. Inklings Publishing, led by the effervescent Fern Brady, has optioned for the first installment...
Northwest Houston Romance Writers of America
Ann, Jenn, and I attended the monthly meeting of the Northwest Houston chapter of the Romance Writers of America (RWA) last Saturday. I don’t write romance, as you should know by now. If there’s...
Back in the Saddle…Okay, on the Keyboard, Again.
Wow. Last post was in June. Summer got a hold of me and did not let go until this week. I know many moms who can’t wait for school to start so their little...
Writing Ruins Reading
Are you telling me the teenage empath can’t tell how the other teenager feels about her? Um, no. The boy’s entire family blows up and he shows no emotion. The perspective is first person,...
Query Away
My first query letter has been sent. It took me hours to construct as I continuously consulted Query Shark to see if I was making any huge blunders. If you have not visited Query...
Pitching, a First Time
I am no longer a pitch virgin. On Saturday at the Houston Writers Guild April Conference, I had my first experience with a professional agent. And it was good. When I registered for the...
First Writer’s Retreat…and I think I’m addicted
Last weekend, I attended my first writer’s retreat. Four story tellers gathered at a lake view property in Rancho Viejo, TX. We left friends, with better stories and shared camaraderie. I think I’m addicted....