It always comes back to the personal, doesn't it?
It's friction. Maybe not friction that matters, but friction nonetheless.
Elena's really a lousy soldier. I love her with all my heart, but she should've been a freighter jock instead.
You remain what I needed you to be: a solid foundation for everything I still want to do with your characters.
Your exhaustion doesn't matter. Your bitterness, your sense of unfairness, your wish for the universe to be something other than it is--none of that matters. You're not playing "the only way to win" anymore. You never were. You're playing "the only way to not lose horribly and catastrophically."
I thought I was a hopeless naif going into all this, but really the most naive thing I did was allow myself to keep believing that.
To be a writer, you need a way to record your words, and that's it.
Dear Fellow Writers Who Have Yet To Publish, Don't do it. Love, Liz ...Wait. You need more than that? Oh. Okay. Dear Fellow Writers Who Have Yet To Publish, If you love writing and value your sanity, don't do it. Love, and really, I mean it, Liz I can hear you from here, you know. "Well, … Continue reading Are You Sure? (Y/N)
I actually wrote this a while ago, and tabled it. But here, on the cusp of the release of REMNANTS OF TRUST--which is also not a romance novel--it seemed like a good one to resurrect. WARNING: This post contains spoilers for THE COLD BETWEEN, although if you've read any reviews, they're probably spoilers you've already seen. Still: READ … Continue reading The Romance Thing
I tend, these days, to be cautious on the internet. A lot of this is because of all the years I spent not being cautious on the internet. I started on Usenet back in 1988, and I did my share of ranting and piling on. I have a temper, and the reason so few people know this about … Continue reading KILL IT WITH FIRE