Good gravy! Today I learned that an icon, someone we all look up to for her strength, pluckiness, perseverance, and belief in true love is a doggone thief. J’accuse! I have a book to write, but I must get this out or it will eat at me for the rest of my days. Or at least until I have another cup of coffee. Read the rest of this entry
Gather ’round, kids—it’s story time! Once upon a time, in another world, Jayne quit her full-time associate editor job at a university to become a stay-at-home mom. She did some freelance editing and writing, but when her main clients folded, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to rebuild and carry on. Some weird guy, now known as the wasband, made a suggestion. Read the rest of this entry
This is not the best time for it, of course—to release a book (in this case, rerelease) and shout about it, all happy-like. While the world burns? How does one dare? And for a romantic comedy, of all things!
I’d rather not dare, not gonna lie. Or, rather, I desperately wish these were better times, more in accordance with a message like “Hey, are you going on vacation? Want a great beach read? Have I got a romcom for you!”
Well, this is not that summer. We have a lot of business to take care of, and take care of it we shall. Wrongs need to be righted, the poison of racism needs to be excised from the entrenched norms of our society, and a literal pestilence needs to be eradicated. We can do this. We can and we will. If you’re not certain, these 40 seconds might be worth a watch:
And if you need a break, it’s okay to take one. If you enjoy reading romantic comedies, maybe you’ll want to pick up YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND. It’s only $3.99 for Kindle, and it’s in Kindle Unlimited as well. It’s light, it’s happy, it takes place in a beach town. So if this is not the year for summer vacations, you can take one virtually. Read more here, and there’s a buy link as well.
Okay, that should do it for now. I’ll have more news as the summer goes on. Keeping everyone in my thoughts till then. ❤️
Excuse me, do you have the time?…Thank you. Er, how about the day? Yes, I did ask what day it is. Okay, thanks. And also the month, if you don’t mind? Oh, May already, is it? How the time flies, and also drags, when you’re in the middle of a pandemic.
Oh, I’m not going to whinge about being bored. That’s an insult to the medical personnel, grocery store employees, and other essential workers who haven’t stopped helping the rest of us since this whole thing started. Bless them. Me, I’m still not working the day job (loosely affiliated with retail), yet I haven’t written those dozen novels I had been planning on writing either. And I like to bake, but not that much. Come on, now.
Let’s face it—what the psychiatrists and trauma experts warned us about, that we’re going to spend a lot of time doing nothing at all, is definitely a thing. Most important, they said it was okay to do that.
So I’ve embraced it. When the only motivation I have is to stare off into space, I’ve decided to stare at movies and TV shows instead. Read the rest of this entry
So. Here I am, staying home, because I am in the most staying-homest of states (New York) and my day job is about as non-essential as it gets. (I am an outside vendor for retail stores, and my product is far, far from a life-or-death necessity.) What is a writer to do with all this time? Why, write the romcoms, of course. Am I writing said romcoms? A little. Less than I’d thought. I have learned things, though, and writing a blog entry is at least a nod toward the great challenge of Writing Things. So here’s what I have learned about myself and my world during the pandemic, starting with the most obvious and yet the most dismaying revelation: Read the rest of this entry
Hi there. So if you’ve been following the adventure that is My Writing Career, you might already know that I took an involuntary break. My last book, Your New Best Friend, came out in 2017. I was thrilled with it, from the cover to the story to the fact that it earned a Publishers Weekly starred review and was a finalist in the RWA Contemporary Romance Writer’s Stiletto Contest. I was itching to follow it up with my next romcom, which was already percolating in my brain. And then what happened? Life, actually. That little stinker.