on Reading and Writing and All the Speculation In Between
Because of all the plans we had around birthday celebrations this week, I didn’t really expect to be productive much. The nice thing about low expectations, though, is that when you do manage to accomplish stuff, you feel like you really accomplished something. I blame it on the ridiculous COOLness of Chris Isaac’s concert Wednesday…
This is my big-push month on publicity for Dust to Blood, so I’ve joined the Gravetells Indie-pendence week blog hop event, which means you get a chance at a free copy of my book. (Check out the Rafflecopter giveaway at the bottom of this post for ways to earn entries to the drawing.) 😀 I’d…
Since I’ve loved this entire series, now, and can’t wait for the next installment to come out (according to Amazon, that won’t happen until June 28, and I’m having a hard time containing myself in my excitement over its release!), I can’t avoid this third book in Gail Carriger’s Parasol Protectorate series–despite my hesitation due…
Gail Carriger‘s engaging Parasol Protectorate series continues where it left off in “Soulless,” with “Changeless.” Alexia’s character continues her logical, phlegmatic, cuttingly witty development in this second installation, while the world around her continues its madcap evolution. The original leitmotif regarding the levels of soul necessary to be/become supernatural beings is further fleshed out, while…
Since Gail Carriger is a new discovery to me, and her Parasol Protectorate series is my introduction to the steampunk variation of alternate history fiction, I am happy to begin my online review career with an assessment of her work. The series kicks off in high style with Soulless, a tale of Alexia Tarabotti’s young…
Blog I have a catholic range of interests and a voracious appetite for the written word, whether it’s in English, French, or German. Not many people read as much as I do, so I’m making this my space to ponder what I’ve read — and maybe develop a following for my own written words. I…
Earth’s alien progenitors have returned. For Tara Shifflet, abuse survivor and meeting planner, that wouldn’t be as big a deal as getting home to her therapy cat, except that getting anywhere in the U.S. is dicey in the wake of public uproar about first contact. For Navenah, a short-term assignment with vague directions to find generators to save her dying race leads to frustration and misunderstanding. The two women find unexpected pleasure together, but will that solve the galactic die-off?
My Twitter addiction introduced me to G. L. Drummond, so I suppose it’s only fair that she’s pushing me to longer-form responses now. Her latest nudge is an Internet meme asking us to explain what writing means to us… Honestly, it’s almost something I take for granted. I do it every day for my office…