Tuesday, May 11, 2021
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Friday, April 30, 2021
So, a little thing about me...my office is my special place. My personal haven. I designed every little nook and cranny to inspire my creativity, and I think that it's a true reflection of who I am. A little dark academia, a little traditional, a dash of geek, and a smattering of weirdo with some French influences on the side.
I say all of that to share my newest treasure. A vintage head statue that I found in an antique shop last weekend. I can't tell you how many times I picked this up, and then put it back. I bought an antique desk lamp, a small brass figurine of a golden retriever (because you always have to have at least one brass figurine in my opinion). It wasn't until I was at the counter that I realized I had to pause my transaction and rush back to grab her. I wasn't even sure why until I got her home and sat her down on the book shelf above my desk. I mean, look at her eyes. She's kind of creepy, right? Like a gothic Alice in Wonderland. It wasn't until I sat down to write and found myself stuck that I realized why I like her so much. My head was full of other thoughts. Things I need to do, things I want to do, worries over this or that...the sound of the television coming from the other room. All of it pulling me away from what I sat down to do. Write. So, like I often do, I paused. Fingers on the keyboard, eyeballs roaming the room in search of a creative bone to get me back to the process. Then, my eyes land on her. Alice, with her hands over her ears. "Don't listen." That's when it hit me. I stopped listening to all that inside and outside noise and began to write.
Now I think I really like her. She's kind of creepy...like the outside noise. Alice, I'm not listening.
Back to writing...
Thursday, March 4, 2021
Just wanted to pop on and share that today is the first day of our audio book tour for Good Girls Curtsy. Thank you all so much for your support of my venture into the Women's Fiction genre. This is a big step away from my previous works, which typically include some sort of super-natural powers, or sci-fi elements.
The truth is, I love to tell stories, and I don't always know where they will take me. I refuse to be limited by genres, because every story that comes to me decides on it's own if it needs to be told. The one constant that will always remain is a strong female lead.
It is my hope that every story I tell will find the right audience, and satisfy a particular need.
I would love to hear your thoughts on MayVee. She was a delight to write...and, if I am being honest, I chipped of a piece of myself to create her. At any rate, I hope you enjoy.
Saturday, August 15, 2020
This is an announcement that I've been so anxious to share! Good Girls Curtsy is my newest release and it's available on Amazon today! The print version will be coming soon. If you've read any of my other books, this is something completely different. There's no magic, no futuristic sci-fi elements, no special abilities...unless you count the ability to rise up and find yourself. It does share one common theme with my other works - a strong female lead. Though MayVee doesn't start out that way.
This is really a work of passion, and I hope that you - my readers will enjoy it. Even if it does deviate from what I'm known for writing. I debated publishing this under a pen name, but so many of my friends and family encouraged me to own it. After listening to them, I decided they were right. As a writer, why should I be confined to one genre? My imagination goes where it wants and so do the characters that live in my head. So, I'm adding chick lit to the list!
About Good Girls Curtsy
MayVee Baker has lived by the rules that shaped the edges and sharpened the corners of her existence since the earliest days of her childhood. Common courtesies, pleasantries, etiquette, and smooth manners formed her behavior and served as her compass. Even if it meant silencing her voice and sacrificing her own needs. She lost herself along the way. Now she will need to challenge everything she knows to find herself, live the life she deserves, and raise her daughter to know how to slay her own dragons.
Acceptance, understanding, forgiveness, and grace open a pathway to finding our true selves.
I had a lot of fun with MayVee, and a big part of her has, and always will live in my head. I hope that a little part of her will stay with you too. I'll be doing a print version giveaway to celebrate this release in September. If you'd like to be entered for a chance to win, sign up for my mailing list! I promise, I'm not the spamming type.
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
Sunday, July 19, 2020
I know that a lot of people are creeped out by clowns. I read IT, by Stephen King and I'll admit that it changed my perception of the happy painted faces I remember from childhood. For others, it's ghosts, monsters, evil entities, or deranged psychopaths stalking around in the darkness. Not that these don't bother me, they all have their creep factor.
For me it's mannequins that make me want to look back over my shoulder. They always have. They've been around since the 15th century, and they've evolved a great deal over time. From the subtle shifts in hair styles to the absurd faceless creations often seen in department stores today. Faceless...mostly to allow shoppers to better imagine the displayed apparel on themselves.
I think the fact that they used them to populate fake towns for nuclear testing back in the 1950's is truly fascinating. As an author, that makes my imagination run wild. Just envision walking through the aftermath of a town like that. Broken windows, burnt curtains blowing in the breeze amidst a strategically positioned "fake" family in an outdated living room. Can you see it? I can actually hear the wind blowing through.
I remember an old Twilight Zone episode about a bunch of mannequins that would take turns coming to life for a day and then they had to return to their post in the store by the day's end so that the next one could have a turn. I can just imagine how they envied who ever was up for their turn...
Yep. They're creepy. Delightfully so. Anything made in our likeness for the purpose of human needs or fulfillment gives me reason to pause...and of course, write.
What creeps you out?