Sweet romance & zombie apocalypse: Should the genres mix or not?

 

What if a writer is inspired to write two stories that fall into two different genres? Should they write both despite the fact that their readers might not follow one of the genres? Or will fans of an author be interested regardless, provided there is a common thread they like that runs through that particular writer’s work? Check out this video and find out!

 

Why do (my) books take so long to write?

 

A (good) book may be late for six months, but a book published too soon is bad forever by Rachel Aaron

 

I’ve received a few emails from you guys asking “When will the book be ready?”

Soon, I promise! Honestly!

But here’s a quick look at the whole process to show you why Swift Escape isn’t out yet. It’s a bad excuse, I know, but at least it offers some explanation 🙂

Here it goes. (Feel free to skip lines 1–40 😉 I won’t mind.) Continue reading “Why do (my) books take so long to write?”

Dante‘s 9

I wrote “Dante’s 9” end of 2012 after the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting. I was shocked and devastated. I can’t imagine being one of those parents. Getting a call, hearing that there was a mass shooting in the school, finding out that your child was among the twenty that this man killed.

How should one continue living after that?

The worst thing is that one does. One continues living, knowing that their child is dead, and they will never ever be able see her or him again. No parent should have to experience that.

I was so shocked, so sad, so angry when the news broke. And I wrote this story in the grip of my anger and sadness. When I was finished, I read through the story again, but then realized that what those parents needed, what they wanted (what I would need if I was in their place) was simply their child back. I wouldn’t care about the soul of the perpetrator or what happens to him in Hell. I would just want my child back.

There is no eye-for-an-eye in such a devastating event. This is simply bottom-of-the-ocean deep, burning, everlasting sorrow that no one can ever erase.

I know this doesn’t even scratch the surface of it, but this story is dedicated to the parents of Sandy Hook massacre and all other parents who lost their child due to the terrible tragedy.