
Vickie Lester is still smitten
I caught my first glimmer of love when I was three. It happened in October; brilliant azure skies punctuated by palm trees, bags filled with candy, pumpkins on doorsteps. I… Read more Vickie Lester is still smitten →
I caught my first glimmer of love when I was three. It happened in October; brilliant azure skies punctuated by palm trees, bags filled with candy, pumpkins on doorsteps. I… Read more Vickie Lester is still smitten →
I did not make breakfast, but lounged about as magic occurred in the kitchen, of course I had to endure some alt. rock and garage band anthems, but it seemed… Read more A cozy stay at home Sunday with the Mister and Vickie Lester… →
Reposts today, sorry about that. Am completing the ad art for a series of promotional postcards. Thoughts of what to do next — book-wise — bombarding my waking moments. That… Read more I’ve been very pensive recently, but hardly as composed as Katharine Hepburn… →
Discoverability, being the ability of books to connect with readers. I was recently reading an article on the method behind the blockbusting “Fifty Shades”, and while I was under the… Read more In the words of Publisher’s Weekly: Discoverability is a Bitch →