Mommy Writer

I was on my way to New York a couple of weeks ago on the 6 AM flight, looking ahead to a day of meetings. I left my five-year-old daughter back in Florida, which I rarely do.  So she was very much on my mind — mainly because she put the screws to me for…

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It's Not Me, It's You

Like most writers, I’ve had my share of bad reviews.  I’ve also had more than my share of glowing raves.  Early in my career, there was so little attention to my work that the good reviews could make my day.  And the bad ones could send me to bed.  Over the years, after having experienced the full range of…

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Closing the Door

There’s a village in my computer — friends, fans, readers, and colleagues.  It’s a populous, sometimes chaotic little burg always bustling with news, gossip, opinions and potential excitement.  It’s very attractive to the writer, the quiet, semi-recluse who is often alone in her own head.  When the words dry up and the blank page seems a mile long,…

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Enough Stuffs

I was in Target late last week. Again. I feel like we spend a lot of time there. Not that I’m complaining. I LOVE seeing my books there. They, among others, have been huge supporters of my paperbacks. And I am very grateful for that. But prior to my move to Florida from New York…

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