Last night I had a nightmare that I was at the Cornelia Street Café to do a reading from my novel. I stood at the microphone on the small stage in front of a packed house. I had just been introduced to the audience, and in the wane of the applause I was horrified to discover I had forgotten to bring my book. In a panic, I rummaged through my handbag in front of everyone. No book. In fact, my bag was virtually empty. How could I leave my house with an empty handbag? Terror mounted as the patrons settled into an attentive quiet. All eyes were on me. Sweat began to spew from my every pore. The reading was to last twenty minutes; what was I to do? I took one last futile look into my handbag and found one single sheet of paper. continue reading
I plan to read the last chapter of the book which explains what’s going on with Caroline—the protagonist—why she doesn’t remember the devastating events of her past, why she’s had to Google herself to fill in the blanks, and pretty much all the mystery & suspense surrounding the “page-turner” that the San Francisco Book Review gives “5-Stars”— eliminating, for you, the need to read the entire book, which will save you at least the better part of a weekend. All that and a glass of wine for $8. How can you beat that?
Of course I’m not going to read the last chapter. I plan to read something else. No, I haven’t figured out what that is yet. But—expect it to be so beguiling that you’ll want to get your own copy, right there, and read it from beginning to end as soon as you get home. Good thing the reading starts at 6pm, you’ll have plenty of time to read later that night.
Oh, I wasn’t kidding about the wine, though—there’ll be plenty of that!
It is widely known that if you’re fortunate enough to have written and published a book and lucky enough to have people talk about it, comments will run the gamut from good to bad, with many shades of mediocre in between. I say lucky enough to have people talk about it because that’s the point, isn’t it? One of them. In the most basic terms, provoking a reaction is one of an artist’s motivations. And let’s face it; these days if there’s a reaction to anything, God knows, it’s not a private one. We are, as a generation, more public than public was ever meant to be—about everything. So knowing all this up front, as an author, is it possible to prepare yourself for polar reactions?
Yes, I believe you can. However just because you are prepared for this, it doesn’t protect you from feeling unsettled when the bad ones appear like storm clouds over your beach blanket. All the preparation in the world will not shield your ego or arm your teetering self-esteem. What’s worse is if you’re like me, continue reading
Hey Book Lovers of the World — The Memory Box Book Club Tour is about to go GLOBAL! You may know I’ve been traveling (virtually) nationwide these past few months attending book clubs that read The Memory Box. Well, I’m about to attend my 1st book club in the UK and YOU’RE INVITED! If you, or someone you know, has read The Memory Box and would like to join me (and the rest of the world) for a book discussion, sign up here (it’s free). There’s a chat room for live interaction, doesn’t that sound like fun? So ask your burning questions, postulate your theories or just be a fly on the wall. We’ll talk about the behind the scenes of writing The Memory Box, we’ll dive deep into the thematic elements and moral dilemmas, we’ll chat about publishing, what’s next, and anything you want to talk about! Feel free to share this with anyone you think may like to tune in on Sunday, November 16 (yes, this Sunday) at 2pm EST, 11am PST, 7pm UK time. I’d love to see you there! Cheers. B.Y.O.S. (Bring your own SnoBalls…)