Update: The proofs were found in Illinois, forty-three hours after they disappeared in New Jersey. I imagine they have massive hangovers and a bad attitude. They were found twenty hours ago, though, and I haven’t heard a word since, so I’m a little afraid that they’ve escaped again. ICYMI: J.K. Rowling mentions leaving her writing room, someone calls her pretentious
Read moreNineteen days out, and we hit our first major snag. The proofs should have arrived yesterday, and by now, I should have had any final tweaks finished and ready to go. UPS, however, seems to have lost them entirely. They were last seen wandering around New Jersey at 2:30 AM on Thursday, and they haven’t been seen or heard from
Read moreLove, lust, hate, greed, fear. Revenge, desire, envy, power, survival. I’m starting to feel like I’m playing a rousing game of whack-a-motive. I spend most of my time not knowing what my characters will do next, but I (usually) figure that out as I go along. But even when the “what” becomes clear, the “why” often remains murky. I didn’t
Read moreBack at the day job, and sure enough, I can’t get through the first day without wanting to smash my head into a desk. It reminded me of something, though. We’re required to disclose any outside employment so that the big bosses can make certain that there are no conflicts of interest lurking in the corner. Ok, great, makes sense.
Read moreSo, here’s a confession: writing these books gives me nightmares. It’s not that I write something and then have nightmares about it, it’s that the act of writing these books seems to give me totally unrelated nightmares. At least, they seem totally unrelated. Of course, that only applies to the ones that I remember; there could be others that I
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Heather Masterson 