Lighting a candle is not helping me come up with one for my current wip. I have several scenes written. I know the characters fairly well, especially the hero. But I’m in that “what is this book about?” stage because I don’t exactly have a plot. I have a blurry…
“I’ll call you” is what “friends” might say right before you never hear from them again. What you may expect is that said friend will call you later the same day, or once they’re free from whatever kept them from talking to you. But “I’ll call you” is open-ended. There’s…
Time is flying by if it’s time for another “news” letter. Where did the first month of the year go? As I write this, it is January 22nd which is my mother’s 82nd birthday. I sent her a card and a Valentine cookie and some extra thick socks. I read…
PERSONAL OBSERVATIONS… Time is an odd concept, isn’t it? We say things like “time heals all wounds” and “in time it will get better,” but I think what we mean is that “time” will simply distance us from thngs we wished hadn’t happened. 2012 was a year of significant change…
This is the first of many newsletters, I hope, although I can’t promise one every month. I’m not sure I’d have enough “news” to bother with every month! My web site has been redesigned. Check it out at www.barbarameyers.com I think everything works, including the buy links for my books. …
On a shelf in my closet hidden in a white plastic bag are my dolls. They’ve been in that bag on that shelf for seventeen years. Before that, they were on another shelf in another closet for twelve years. Before that? Well, who knows. They were probably in a box…
My contemporary romance novel, A Forever Kind of Guy, came out this month and in preparation for its release I started thinking about a lot of things. Marketing, first of all, which I don’t begin to understand and its importance is something I balk at. Not to insult all the…
Even I didn’t remember how long ago I started working on this story until I started going through the box where I had stored its entire history on paper. Oh, the trees I have killed. For you tree-huggers out there, I want you to know, I recycle paper. I save…
