I’m back with more questions from blog readers. While I try to answer all questions individually, I also share some here occasionally. Q. In your Author Spotlight, you ask people if they are a plotter or a pantster, and I’ve also heard them refer to being a planster. I keep trying to figure out what […]
Welcome to a new feature of the blog we are going to try out for a while and see how it goes. In an effort to introduce my readers to other authors and their work, every week I will be running an Author Spotlight, sharing information about an author, their work, and how they go […]
It took longer than I had planned to get my newest book, Big Lake Parolee, uploaded to Amazon yesterday. That was partially my fault because I didn’t realize I had saved the final corrected file in a different place on my computer and was trying to work with the previous version, some of which had […]
I’m sure we’ve all heard the old thing about telling a lie so many times you begin to believe it’s true. Apparently that also can happen when you tell a story in fiction often enough. Let me explain. My Tinder Street family saga is set in the Old South End of Toledo, Ohio. I know […]
Miss Terry and my other proofreaders all went the extra mile, like they always do, and finished with my latest book, Strawberry Slugbug, Monday evening. So yesterday I went through the manuscript making their corrections and getting it formatted to publish. It’s always a crap shoot as to how long Amazon’s Kindle publishing program takes […]
Yesterday was a busy day and I felt like I got a lot accomplished for a change. It’s about time, right? After starting the morning by answering a lot of emails, I got to work on my new Big Lake book, doing some research to check some facts in the storyline and then reading through […]
It’s very possible that I am the only boy of my generation who never had a model train when he was growing up. I’m not sure if that was because my folks couldn’t afford one, or didn’t think I’d shown any interest, or (more likely) they realized what a klutz I was, even at a […]
