Until you actually go through the process of trying to secure an agent and get published, the majority of newbie authors have great expectations. Walking by a bookseller and seeing your work displayed through the window is the stuff dreams are made of. What’s that? New York Times Bestsellers’ List! Count me dreaming! Ah, but they’re not called dreams for nothing. The truth has a way of slapping you back into reality.
I was at Costco the other day bulking up when something caught my eye. It was subtle, but left me with a warm feeling. Adjacent to the clothes, cold cuts and cheeses, was a long table filled with various books. Good old hardcovers and paperbacks with numerous people thumbing through them. I was hit with one of the glaring design flaws of eBooks, a huge advantage that paper books have held for years. Go to Amazon and
On each end, someone else was responsible for us getting together in 1983. There was never any direct communication. No one with notoriety passed through St. Thomas without a set of eyes upon them. I had only been living and working on St. Thomas for a couple of months when a fellow co-worker at the Virgin Islands Daily News informed me that my favorite author, Robert Ludlum, often vacationed there. I told him I’d be
I had to attend the funeral of good friend yesterday. Though painful, I have to live with the fact that I’m responsible for his death. It became obvious that his demise was necessary. I fought for him time after time, and my wife bit her tongue for the longest time before admitting he should go. It was tough for her to come forward with her feelings because she knew how much he meant to me. When I got the feeling lit
What works for you? How do you get what’s in your head out? Are you a Apple or Windows person? Anybody old school and using a typewriter? I don’t really know the answer why, but I have a collection of fine point ink pens scattered throughout the house. I use them to jot down notes or write short passages when I’m either away from my PC or don’t feel like firing up Word just to record the brief ideas filtering from by
Having recently taken my 14-year old son to a Comic Con convention (one day pass, okay!), I was a little leery of registering for my first writer’s conference. But darn it if Thrillerfest V in New York doesn’t sound like fun. It’s a collection of some of the best murder to paper minds in the world gathering at one place. If Agatha Christie were alive, she’d have a field day: Murder At The Grand Hyatt, A Hercule Poiro
…seeking representation. At the expansive cherry wood bar in the center of the establishment is a glow of light and force of energy that makes the beam on Lost look like a flashlight app for the iPhone. The writer nearly loses his grip on the one hundred thousand word, rubber band wrapped stack of paper. The challenges of maintaining a marriage, family, friends and work added unseen weight to the bundle. Allevi
I started reading thrillers, mostly spy fiction, before I was a teenager. Anybody out there old enough to remember the Nick Carter series? Killmaster ring a bell? Had my mom really thumbed through some of the pages, she would have been as surprised as I gladly was. Guess the innocent looking covers were a nice misdirection. As time passes, you read and read and certain books influence or stay in your mind as ones you
I’ve found that working on a novel is like getting exercise. Unless you’re a world class athlete, you can always do more and should be concerned about shedding excess everyday. The truth is, I don’t work out everyday. Hmmm, Michelob Ultra — only 95 calories. I awake on weekends thinking about how I can make my finished work leaner and tighter. During the week, when I don’t dose off in front of the computer screen (th
The career journalist has crafted an eclectic experience in broadcasting from the exotic tropics of the Virgin Islands to the cosmopolitan capital streets of Washington, D.C., but Alan Lee’s heart belongs to his beloved hometown of Chicago. Alan began his award-winning Journalism career at the acclaimed Purdue University newspaper...