I’m beginning to worry about the American political process. I think it’s broken. Perhaps we need to rethink the way we choose our leaders . . . Continue reading
Welp, I now have a photo of what my books look like: Continue reading
We’re over 200 comments on the previous post, and as those of you who have been here for awhile know, when we get there, the comments section gets wonky and at 300, it goes belly up, so commenting on that post is now transferred to this post. For those of you new to the conversation, Melissa asked me, very politely, if I’d even though about moving out of my blizzard of white characters, and I posted and said, “Yep, thought about it, don’t know how to do it because . . .” and explained my difficulties, and lots of people chimed in and we talked about it in 255 comments. The 256th comment and all subsequent comments will be here. Same conversation, we’re just keeping the blog from breaking.
Have at it.
Melissa wrote in the comments of a previous post:
“One thought after viewing some of your collages: I’d love to see some people of colour star in your books. And wouldn’t it make more of a contrast between Nita and Button, or any of the other characters?
It’s totally your call and your world. Just putting it out there.”
The short answer is “Yes.”
The long answer is “Yes,” too, I just haven’t figured out how to do it yet. I’ve been trying to figure it out for years, making an idiot of myself along the way, and I’ve just come up against the whole thing again in the Nita book. So the answer is, “Yes, and here are my problems achieving diversity in my work, none of which are excuses for NOT achieving diversity; suggestions for solutions welcomed:” Continue reading
Today is an extremely important day in the Argh Universe because it’s Wear the Lilac and Carry Your Towel Day. And this year is especially poignant because we lost the guy who wrote the lilacs, Terry Pratchett, and the guy who voiced the robot who worked for the people who carried the towels, Alan Rickman. Continue reading
I found this fragment of a post in the Argh Vault, a place that is now mostly Cherry Saturday bits scheduled to post on their various weekends. I started this in December of 2014, more than two years ago, but I know exactly why I started it: I’d been there. Continue reading
Some of you may remember the hack that brought down the website and the blog. Mollie scoured both the site and the blog clean and put them back up in their temporary minimalist state. The thing is, we both like the minimalist state, so at least until I have another novel coming out and we decide if we want to do another redesign, we’re sticking with clean and simple.
Which does not mean we’re not still working on it. Continue reading
One of the things I found most interesting about the Stuart-Rich-Crusie fixes for Lucifer was how we all immediately went to our own story corners. That is, Krissie zeroed in on the all-powerful hero and how caring about the heroine would bring him to his knees, Lani went for the balance of power in relationships and in the world, and I said, “You know what this guy needs? Community.” We have known each other and read each other’s books for years, but this one off-the-cuff conversation told me more than anything else about how our individual story-minds work.
I think that’s important for writers, to know that there are things we are always going to gravitate to, things that are essential to the Ur story that underlies every narrative we write. Continue reading
Welcome to Deep Thoughts Tuesdays. Well, deep-ish thoughts.
On a whim, I ordered a journal called The 52 Lists Project, the idea being that you make a list each week following whatever prompt the book gives you. The second list is “List your favorite characters from books, movies, etc.”
I’m having a hard time with that. Continue reading
This is a post from the Argh Draft Vault. It seemed appropriate for starting a new year.
I’ve been having a fraught time lately. I don’t think that’s correct usage, I think something needs to be “fraught with” something, but lately I’m fraught with everything, so I’m going with “I’m fraught.” I’ve been dealing with things by saying, “No, that is not my problem;” “No, I am not going to worry about anything that hasn’t happened yet;” “No, I am not going to feel guilty about an honest mistake;” “No, I am not going to make myself crazy about this.” Then I just shortened it all to “Nope.” As in: