Google used to think that I was a 35-year-old male. I was in my mid-50s at the time, and I’m a cisgendered female, so I found this revelation highly amusing. Google’s algorithms have gotten a lot better, so sadly, the jig is up on that one. But the reason Google got confused back then was that I was into reading a site called Lifehacker.com.
It’s one of those weird things that happens when you’re a writer. You may not know what exactly you’re doing, but you know it’s right.
A lot of years ago (we won’t get into exactly how many), I wrote a light romance that just would not end. So, in the early days of blogging, I thought what the heck, and turned the book, White House Rhapsody, into a fiction blog. I already had a now-defunct TV blog.
I mostly write historical mysteries, although the short story that appeared in Mystery Most Theatrical, Perfectly Awry, is a contemporary setting. But I do have two historical series and one almost historical series. Which is why I was asked not too long ago, how do I keep all my time frames straight?
Let’s face it. Traditional Fourth of July fare is picnic food because it’s too hot to stay inside and cook. And that means salads. Salads are easy. They’re usually cool. They can even be healthy, which is a plus if you’ve got a family member who really does have to watch out.
