Thursday, October 16, 2014

"The Major Leagues" Part 5

After checking in with no fewer than three people, Rutger was finally funneled into a concrete room with a bank of metal lockers lining one wall. He emptied his pockets into the locker and removed everything else he wasn’t permitted to bring in. Taking the key out of the locker, he went to the final checkpoint. He turned over his key to someone who placed it with his driver’s license, then waited while another guard patted him down one more time. He passed through a steel door into a room as cold as the last, with two rows of steel benches bolted to the floor. Predominately, they were occupied by women.
After ten minutes, another steel door opened, and a guard filled the doorway. He read four names from the clipboard he held then made check marks as each of the four people moved into what Rutger discovered was a concrete hallway. Rutger followed the three women ahead of him down the hallway, around a corner and out into what was called the “visitation area.” The guard, who had followed him, posted himself near the middle where he could see all four visitors and all four inmates.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

On The Road: Crazy Horse Memorial

On The Road: Crazy Horse Memorial

Crazy Horse, Crazy Horse, Crazy Horse. I have to be careful what I write here. Please note, whatever follows is my opinion, and nothing more.

Crazy Horse Memorial is located in the Black Hills, four miles north of Custer, South Dakota. Crazy Horse Memorial is a private enterprise, owned and operated by the Crazy Horse Memorial Foundation, though it is open to the public. In addition to the mountain itself, there is an enormous, sprawling campus that consists of a huge visitors center, Native American museum, gift shop, restaurant, sculpture's museum, and a gift shop. And the university is here as well.

I get the feeling Crazy Horse Memorial began as a really organic dream and a sort of grassroots-type project. In the years--decades--since, it has morphed into something else entirely, something very commercial. 

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Review of Laurie R. King's "A Monstrous Regiment Of Women" (Mary Russell #2)

Review of A Monstrous Regiment Of Women by Laurie R. King

*Contains spoilers

I confess I am feeling rather apathetic about this book, the second in the Mary Russell series. For reasons I cannot quite articulate, I find I believe in this series; I seem to sense some nuggets of quality and excitement. This second book does little to bolster my faith, however.

This book takes place five years after Mary Russell first encounters Sherlock Holmes. She's graduated Oxford and comes full into the massive fortune her father left her. This story is about Russell's involvement with the New Temple of God church and the investigation into the seemingly strange deaths of four of its members.

Friday, October 10, 2014

FAQ: On Hiatus

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On Hiatus

As the deadline for publication of the third book in the Zoe Grey series draws nearer, more and more of my time and attention are shifting that way. For that reason, I am suspending the Frequently Asked Questions series until after the holidays. 

I have many more great questions awaiting me, and I am excited to answer them. Be sure to look for the return of this series after the new year. 

Keep The Questions Coming

Even though the series is on hold, please continue to ask questions. I will answer them when the series returns starting in January.

Ask questions in the comments below, in an email to, on Facebook, or in the "Ask The Author" section of my author page at GoodReads.

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Thursday, October 9, 2014

"The Major Leagues" Part 4

“I said I’d call you.”
Dana spotted Andrew Franklin speaking with the booking sergeant as she passed on her way to the elevator.
Andrew handed something to the gray-haired sergeant as he turned toward her.
“I’m not here about the story,” he said. “At least, not directly.”
Before she could speak, the door opened and Tim hustled in. Crossing directly to Andrew, he held something out to him.
“I found your wallet. It was in my car, under the seat.”
Andrew accepted it, looking carefully to Dana.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
Tim, noticing her too late, took a step away from Tim in such a way he would have been more subtle to skywrite his guilt.

Friday, October 3, 2014

FAQ: Advice To Writers?

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From GoodReads: Advice To Writers? 

In this week's episode of the Frequently Asked Questions series, I share my response to a question I recently answered on GoodReads.

What's your advice for aspiring writers?

The best advice I ever got was from Stephen King. I think I had read an article in a writing magazine, but wherever I saw it, two things he said really struck home and changed my writing life. I've come to think of these as the Golden Rules of writing as a career. 

Thursday, October 2, 2014

"The Major Leagues" Part 3

“What do you know about this gang shooting in Gunderson Park?”
Detective Shale looked up at the tall, good-looking, well-dressed reporter lounging on the edge of her desk. He was grinning. Unlike most reporters, Dana had always liked Andrew Franklin. He was smart, fair, and seemed genuinely interested in the art of reporting itself rather than the sensationalism so many others chased like rabid dogs. Over the years, they’d maintained a mutually advantageous relationship, helping one another out along the way.
“Which one?”
“Very funny. Come on, spill. There is absolutely no buzz about this, anywhere. I figure it’s a dud, or it’s a gold mine. And, color me optimistic, my money’s on gold mine. So, what gives?”
No one could have accused Andrew of poor instincts.
“It’s a dud,” she said, leaning back in her chair.