Poise And Indifference So Often Look The

The Beauty Of Word Processing, God Bless My Word Processor, Is That It Keeps The Plotting Very Fluid. The Prose Becomes Like A Liquid That You Can Manipulate At Will. In The Old Days, When I Typed, Every Piece Of Typing Paper Was Like Cast In Concrete.

That's The Way The System Works. Sometimes You Get The Bear, Sometimes The Bear Gets You.

I Caution Writers All The Time To Slow Down And Pay More Attention To The Work In Front Of Them Than To The End Result. I Don't Think You Write One Book And Get Anywhere. I Think You Write Five Books And Then Maybe You Are Finally On The Right Path.

A Is For Alibi, My First Book, Was Published In 1982. As It Happened The Next Couple Of Books Took Place In June And August Of That Year. Without Meaning To I Painted Myself Into A Corner. The Other Issue Was The Aging Process. I Did Not Want My Main Character To Age One Year For Every Book So I Slowed The Whole Process Down. This Way I Could Get Through All 26 Letters Of The Alphabet Without Making Her 109 Years Old In 2015. I Might End The Series In Either 1990 Or On New Years Eve 1989.

In My Opinion, There's No Condition In Life That Can't Be Ameliorated By A Dose Of Junk Food.