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Just slightly over a week ago, I went to Glamour Shots to have some pictures taken because I need a professional shot to have made into a poster for the upcoming LA Times Festival of Books, April 24th and 25th at UCLA.
For as long as I can remember, I have loved reading mysteries. The idea of discerning clues as I read the story and trying to come up with the answer before the detective does has always given mysteries a little extra spice for me.
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I have just concluded a week long freak out over the fact that I had to have some professional photos taken. So first I must apologize to all who had to deal with me mid-freak out, in particular my TwitterSisters who took the brunt.
Recently one of my TwitterSisters, Denise Grover Swank, completed the first draft of her novel titled, Chosen.
Just today I updated my site with a new section. The section is called TwitterSisters. I thought I’d take a few moments to talk about who and what TwitterSisters are.
I’ve been eagerly awaiting this day. And in this, I may be one of the few. One night a while back while playing on Twitter, I caught wind of a blogfest challenge being issued.
A month or so back, Master Simon C. Larter (aka @WritingAgain) got himself sucked into a world full o’ trouble when he piped up about a MG love scene on Twitter. Simon jokingly (???) suggested a PG Love Scene Blogfest to challenge all us non-MG writin’ writers.
Over a month ago, a group of writers began to harass each other on Twitter. I am not privy to the specifics, but the result was the birth of the PG Love Scene Blogfest. Simon at Constant Revision is hosting this little gem, which he protests was not his idea, nor did he want to do.
‘The talk’ came too late.
If parents knew–if they could remember themselves–that children feel curiosity and affection, they wouldn’t wait.