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The Fast and Slow of It
Our Newsletter for March 2024
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Our Newsletter for March 2024
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David When the new year struck, I was in a different time zone, 1300 km from home. It was unexpected and made aspects of my life challenging—including my writing dynamic with Angie. Before this happened, we’d meet at 7 am and work for half an hour on the
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David In these newsletters, we often talk about ourselves and sometimes about our editor/publisher, Heather. Still, we rarely talk about the friends and family who offer guidance and service to our little business. When we publish a book, we acknowledge those who help, but there are several who donate
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David The holidays are approaching, and we’re selling our books at three craft markets over the next few weeks. Next to writing stories, getting out and meeting readers is one of our favorite things. We like talking and learning about the stories everyone is reading, and when a fan
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It’s called "My List, My Rules."
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David Angie and I have been trying a new process to write Wolfe's Blood, our fifth and final book in the Shepherd & Wolfe series. It started when I was doing some film pitches over the summer and had to write it all on one page. I liked
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And still counting...
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How we make it work.
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David As summer gets into full swing, Counios and Gane’s schedule shifts. Angie is traveling more, and I... well, I have to keep my butt in the chair and work on the book. Angie did her writing time and now gets to relax and spend an enjoyable vacation in
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David Most people love to read in the summertime—by the beach, at the cabin, or in a hammock. I am horrible at it. I either get restless and hang out in the water, sit by the firepit—or fall asleep the moment I relax with a book. Summer writing,