I'm home from this year's Malice Domestic where a secret I've been bursting to tell everyone was revealed.  I'm going to be next year's Malice Domestic Guest of Honor! I have known since early March, but wasn't at liberty to say anything until it was officially announced at the end of this year's Agatha Awards Banquet. This is an amazing honor. When I look back over my collection of programs from past years and see the other authors who have held this title, I'm humbled. And gobsmacked.  Adding to my excitement was learning that my good pal and fellow Agatha nominee (although she's actually brought the teapot home a few times), Ellen Byron, will be Toastmaster! It promises to be a fun weekend!  I have a lot more news coming in the next days and weeks, but this is enough for one post. 

How many times have I sworn I was going to post here more regularly? I've lost count. And yet, here we are, more than two months since I last wrote something for you.  After 16+ books, I still find myself going down the same internal dialogue rabbit hole as I hear newbie, unpublished writers doing. I don't have anything interesting to say. What could I possibly write that anyone would want to read? My life is BORING. For over ten years, I've had a new release coming out at least once a year, so there's been something to share. Cover releases, pre-order links, behind the scenes of a coming-soon novel. I recently realized, this is the longest I've gone without a new book since I started this journey. And I'm not happy about it.  In my defense, my publisher has TWO of my manuscripts and is sitting on them. Meanwhile, I'm writing every day, so it's not like I've retired.  In case you're wondering about my previous post, yes, I finished the synopsis a...