Africa Bound

I’m really proud of the work my clients do. It takes grit to muscle through the shitty first draft, the revisions, and the doubt. These people, they don’t quit. As part of an upcoming series of posts showcasing the different subjects, styles, and voices of...

Readers Want Faces

I often get questions from folks participating in my  Build A Book Bootcamp, a take-it-at-your-own-pace online course I developed quite some time ago. I thought I’d share this question, couched in the very reason for writing a book in the first place, and my...

Be. Here. Now, Now, Now.

I don’t know. I’m bringing this back out of mothballs simply because I need the reminder. BTW, for those who have expressed disgust because I choose to write about my mother from time to time, we’ve discussed this very post, Ma and I. It makes her...

As If I Were Some 350-lb. Linebacker

This is a post from way back when. I read it a couple of times to see if I still felt the same way. I hesitated to re-post this in light of the fact that Trump (don’t get me started) has put many a woman in defense mode by virtue of his being a complete alleged...

How To Sell A Crapload Of Books

While I was in the States this last go round, I had dinner with my friend Tim Vandehey, a ghostwriter who lives in Kansas City. I refer to Tim those folks who’d like to have a book, but aren’t the least bit interested in doing the associated work. Tim knows the...