Yesterday, there was a blog post that was making its rounds on Facebook. The title was perfect and caught a lot of people's eyes; Please Shut up: Why self-promotion as an author doesn't work. And naturally spark conversation. The gist is that you need to pull readers towards you and not push them away by …
When I was twelve years old, I got the very best present in the world, my Papa. He didn't come exactly on my birthday. I don't even remember the exact day, but when he came in to my Mom's life. He made sure she was in mine again. We finish each other's sentences. And if you …
A new day. April 13th. Two months since Blood Child came out and I have three five star reviews, which is awesome. As of today, nearly two hundred copies of Blood Child are out in the world. It is weird, wonderful and still completely surreal. The book is selling. My book is selling. I am …
Dear Gluten-Free Pizza, Please don't tease me any more. Please don't make promises that you are going to taste great or that I won't be able to tell the difference. Seriously... I will know even though we both know that I can no longer have real pizza and don't quite remember the taste of it. …
In the mix of all that life offers, it is easy to get caught up and go along for the ride. Seven hours in a math class today and my brain was real and truly fried. It crispy and crunch and best served with tarter sauce. We all get caught up on the roller coaster …
The sun in April is already blazing, burning your tender alabaster skin to the color of freshly steamed lobster. Hustler or vagabond, it doesn't matter. Your need grabs my attention before you speak. You stumble over words in a quest for assistance. Just three dollars, an odd sum and one likely to garner you a …
It wasn't a torrid or trashy scene. It was really beautiful and tender with ambient light and two lovers laying next to each other. Their bodies blending together as if they were created for one other despite the decade difference between them. The look on their faces wasn't sinful or awkward, but peaceful and content. …
Six days, six pages and a cold. This morning, I so wished badly not to have to get out of bed and go to work. Even as I type this I am contemplating how badly I need to go to work this evening. I am thinking that I made a mistake coming to work. My …
Whether it is a cold or my sinuses, my body has been sending very direct messages. You are sick. You need to rest. Why aren't you resting? Sleep, you need sleep. Oh and by the way, until you give me what I want food will lose all favor. And it did. Well mostly, I …
The best laid plans of mice and men always need to have a plan B waiting in the wing no matter how well conceived it may have been. 8:30 on a Saturday morning with pencils sharpened and a fresh pad of paper, I was ready to rediscover my love of math. Two hours later, I …
Lucinda Rose 