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Author: Kimberly

RWA National Conference

I’m getting ready to leave for the RWA National Conference in Orlando.  It promises to be a big event this year as it’s sold out.  I’m not sure how many people that will be, but I’d guess it would be in the 1000-1200 range.  That’s 1000 published and unpublished writers, editors, agents, and hardcore readers wandering around the mega-sized hotel.  It’s an interesting dynamic given that writers, by nature, are introverts.  Agents, on the other hand, are the extroverts.  Unfortunately in this environment, hungry writers tend to hunt down agents and editors with single-minded intent.  Everybody’s wanting to make contacts and sales.  Agents and editors are, meanwhile, hurrying everywhere while trying to hide the color of their name badges.  See?  It’s fun.

There will be a lot happening in those four days.  There will be countless workshops, one of which I’ll be moderating.  (I hope it doesn’t get out of hand!)  Publishers will be having parties for their staff and authors.  Authors will be gathering in the bars to share gossip.  Ahem… “industry news.”  It’s always great to see friends or make that chance encounter with a big name author.  You never know when you’ll run into Nora Roberts in the elevator or end up sitting at a luncheon table with J.R. Ward.

Anyway, it’s the one time of the year where authors come out of their writing caves.  It’s a fun time, and a lot of good things happen there.  I, for one, am ready to go.

Rude people

I had a really bad meeting today.  A gentleman (and I use the term loosely) scheduled a meeting with me.  I thought we were going to work through some issues like adults, but he came in attack mode.  What is it with people who feel superior to others?  Why do they feel they can treat others with no respect, yet be respected in return?  People, don’t do this.  Beating others down does not elevate you in any shape or form.  It simply shows how low you’ve let yourself become.  I took the higher road, but I’m no doormat.  After 10 minutes, I indicated that the discussion was not productive and it was time for it to end.  Yup, I kicked him out.  Politely, though — and I told him to have a good day.

Already I’m envisioning him as a villain in a book…  an ugly one with a mole on the side of his face… with hair growing out of it…


I loved last night’s episode of So You Think You Can Dance (SYTYCD). Instead of starting the competition, they just had everybody dance in their styles. Viewers got to meet the new dancers and welcome back past favorites. I have to admit I’m not a reality show fan, but there are a few I watch religiously. SYTYCD is one. Project Runway is another. Other than that, I tend to avoid reality TV like the plague. I don’t like the scheming, backstabbing, and phoniness. So why do I like these two? I think it comes down to one thing – creativity.

I like watching the seed of an idea grow into something beautiful. With SYTYCD, I have my favorite dancers, but I think I’m more intrigued with the choreography. How does one take a piece of music, create a story from it, and find a physical way to translate it? Or does it work differently? Is the story the starting point? Do the choreographers pick the music from there? I bet the answer is both… or either… whatever strikes that spark.

On Project Runway, I’ll watch in awe as outfits emerge from challenges. I’m fascinated how designers can start at the same place and end up with wildly different outcomes. The same thing can happen with a story idea. Two authors can have the same idea, but end up with radically different books. I don’t know how it all works but, to me, it’s fun. I couldn’t sew a handkerchief, but I like putting the puzzle pieces of a story together. I can actually feel a different part of my brain being energized.

So how about you? Are there certain shows you like, because they’re creative or different? How are you creative?

Story ideas

People often ask how writers come up with ideas. Really, we don’t always know. They’re just suddenly there. The idea for GHOST FLUTE came together differently than any other story I’ve written, though. I was struggling with an idea block. I wouldn’t call it writer’s block, because I wasn’t writing at all. If I’d had an idea, I would have been. I just couldn’t brainstorm. My creative well was dry.

Then one day, I was sitting, staring out at the trees behind my house. It was sunset and the sky was in that hazy in-between stage. I starting thinking, I wonder what’s back in there tonight? Quite a bit of wildlife stroll through the area or make their homes there. Anyway, the daydream took off… just the feel of the story.

I don’t know why I thought of the book of Native American mythology that I own, but I did. I’d bought it years and years ago, just because it looked interesting. I don’t think I’d ever cracked the cover, but I did that night. I thumbed through the various myths and legends and there it was, my inspiration. Everything came together in that moment — the setting, the story’s vibe, and the characters. I’m a plotter, so that came through really strongly, too. The story stuck in my head and grabbed on with both hands.

I started writing it the next day and, now, it’s almost ready for release.

New Website

Well, as you can see, my new website is up and running. New features have been added including excerpts for all stories, buy links, and a blog. A word about that… I am not a blogger. Whenever I’m asked to blog, I stew and fret, because I don’t want to write drivel. I’m also a rather slow writer, so when the words are coming, I’d prefer they go into a story. So while I might not blog frequently, hopefully when I do, my posts will contain something worthwhile. Let me know what you think of the new site.

Ghost Flute cover

Ellora’s Cave will be publishing a new story of mine called GHOST FLUTE.  It’s a paranormal erotic romance, based on a Sioux legend.

Native American culture is rich with myths and legends about nature, the heavens, monsters and spirits.  The Brule Sioux tell the story of an elk charmer, a promiscuous lover who lured maidens by playing his flute.  He tossed his conquests aside until the day he was found dead on the prairie with a knife buried in his stone heart.  As the legend goes, the elk charmer still plays, roaming the world and looking for love.  GHOST FLUTE is based on this legend.

I’m working on the first round of edits today and have been inspired by the beautiful cover I found in my in-box this morning.

What do you think?