Friday, January 17, 2014

Can Subscription Services Work for Ebooks?

by L.J. Sellers, author of provocative mysteries & thrillers 

Modeling the success of Netflix, entrepreneurs have launched subscription services for ebooks. Scribd, Oyster, and Entitle are competing for customers willing to pay a monthly fee in exchange for access to a library of ebooks.

I started to write “an unlimited supply” of ebooks, but that’s not true. None of the services has anywhere near full access to all the ebooks published, with catalogs of only around 100,000 or less, and several major legacy publishers are not participating at all.

Both Scribd and Oyster let their subscribers read all they want for $8.99 and $9.95, respectively. But Entitle has a different model that lets you buy—and actually own—only two books a month for $14.99.

 I have two questions: Will enough readers—and publishers—engage in these services to make them successful? And, how do writers get paid? Nothing I’ve read so far about the ebook subscription service mentions how writers get their share. As for the first question, I’m skeptical. The services don’t include new releases by popular authors, and not enough selection in general. Also, many books on the open market are free or $.99—at least for limited periods of time—so even $10 a month is too much for bargain hunters who, say, read a book a week.

One article discusses how publishers get paid, and it’s after the fact. Payment also depends on how much of the book a reader consumes. With Scribd, if the reader consumes more than 10 percent but less than 50 percent, it counts for a tenth of a sale. Above 50 percent, it is a full sale. For Osyter, anything more than ten percent is considered read/consumed and earns a fee from the publisher.

So if the publisher only gets a tenth of sale, then the author must only get a tenth of the royalty. I’m guessing here, because no one talks about this. Some of the major publishers and ebook distributors have joined, but Penguin Random House and Simon & Schuster are staying out.

And then there’s Amazon Prime, which also includes a subscription ebook service, letting readers borrow only one book a month (from a library of 350,000). But industry insiders say that Amazon is gearing up to launch a full-fledged competitor. If that happens, I believe Amazon will be open and fair about how authors will be compensated. It’s just how they interact with writers. They'll also have a much bigger library of ebooks.

The other big issue is the data. The reason these companies know when a consumer has read enough of the book to earn a fee is because they’re tracking that data. Which could be a wealth of information for authors. Some findings so far:
  • The longer the mystery, the more likely readers will jump to the end to find out who did it. 
  • Readers are 25 percent more likely to finish books that are broken up into shorter chapters. 

I imagine this kind of information will just keep coming. As authors, it could be tempting to start modeling our stories on the data. But what does that mean for creativity? And how dependable is the data, considering that ebook-subscription users don't represent a real cross-section of readers (print, digital, and audio.)

Readers: Do you belong to one of these services, or does it interest you?
Writers: Given a choice, would you enroll your books in these services?

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Facing - and using - your fears

By Gayle Carline
Mystery Author and B-eye-onic Woman

Whether you're writing mysteries or thrillers, you're always on the lookout for situations in your real life that you could turn into a dangerous place for your protagonist. You find yourself picturing a car chase as you drive to the store. You visit the bathroom at a restaurant and wonder if a character could be kidnapped from there.

Truly, it's a wonder that paranoia doesn't keep writers from going anywhere.

This week, I got an extra surge of plot ideas - I had cataract surgery. This was my second go-round, as I'd had my right eye done about a year ago. I won't describe it as a pleasant experience, but it had been mostly benign. I expected to take a day or two to recover, but my recovery went so quickly, I was able to drive the next day. So I expected this time to be similar.

Ah, but that's what they'd like you to think.

The difference began with having two nurses fussing over me, asking me the same questions over and over. "Any heart problems? Diabetes? Hearing aids?" (No, how about you?) "Are you wearing any jewelry?" Yadda-yadda-yadda.

At one point, I thought about telling one of them that the other just asked me those questions, but I thought, well, maybe they'll throw a new one at me. They didn't.

Then there were the eye drops. I remember the drops before just being wet and cold. These stung. All. Of. Them. What especially alarmed me was when they'd put in the drops that were numbing - the drops that followed still stung. What if the numbing drops weren't working?

This is always my fear in any procedure: what if the numbing/ tranquilizing/ anesthesia doesn't work?

One of the nurses then approached me with two cups. "You've had the LensX procedure before, haven't you?"

"No."

"Well, then you get to take a pill." She was a little gleeful when she said this. As I swallowed it, she explained. "For the laser part of the surgery, the doctor needs you to be relaxed but not too relaxed. So we just like to give you a Xanax."

WHAT?!?!?!?!?

No-No-No, I like to be sleepy-dreamy-so-relaxed-you-could-saw-me-in-half. Not "relaxed but not too relaxed." I began to picture something I saw in a movie. (I don't advise watching more than a minute of it.)




They wheeled me into a room that looked like a broom closet with a machine in it. Dr. Brar, my surgeon, was there, and positioned the machine over my eye. I mentioned that I didn't think the drugs did much good and I was nervous as a cat.

He said not to worry (HA! easy words for him), then began to gently tell me that he was going to use this clamp to keep my eye open and all I'd feel was a little pressure and all I'd have to do was keep absolutely still. I still wanted to jump out of my own skin and run down the hall, screaming, but he just kept talking, very calm, and I sucked it up and stayed quiet.

It was over in a couple of minutes. The nurse said they were going to give me something to make me drowsier for the lens replacement and I remember saying, "Oh, good."

That's the last thing I remember until I was in the recovery room.

As you can see, for a writer, this was chock full o' ideas for me. How someone can be tortured, or threatened with torture. How the character on the receiving end might feel about it all. Character studies of the nurses and doctors.

For a person who is afraid of needles and pain, it's a great way to get me through a surgical procedure.

What pumps up your courage and gets you through your fear?

BTW, the Xanax did finally kick in - I slept all day.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

No Taxation Without Representation

by Michael W. Sherer, thriller author
Possible logo for a new crime fiction writers guild?
Thanks to craftersboutique.co.uk.


We humans are social creatures. We’re stronger in community than we are alone because we’re able to share thoughts and ideas, to collaborate and cooperate on every aspect of life, from researching the causes of disease to building enormously tall buildings.

One of the ways in which we share our knowledge is through organizations of like-minded people. Craft guilds—part professional association, part trade union and sometimes cartel or secret society—have been around for centuries. Artisans formed these trade guilds to pass on the secrets of their craft, and so they’d have each other’s backs in business ventures and times of adversity.

Guilds persist today mostly in the form of professional trade groups and unions, but some retain the purpose of training “journeymen” in the art of a particular profession, like plumbers, enabling them to pass licensing tests.

When I was a fledgling author, I looked forward to the day when I could join a professional writers group. I joined other trade associations relevant to my career—International Foodservice Editorial Council, Public Relations Society of America and North American Foodservice Equipment Manufacturers, to name a few. But my heart was set on being a member of Mystery Writers of America.

When my first book was published in 1988, the first thing I did (besides cash the advance check) was sign up for MWA. My membership entitled me to attend regional chapter meetings. The Midwest region met in Chicago, at Binyon’s restaurant, and I attended regularly to see what professional writers did at these meetings. Not too much, it turned out, other than have a few drinks and a so-so meal while trading tall tales and listening to an invited speaker talk about his or her area of expertise.

The drinks, tall tales and camaraderie formed the basis for friendships among peers. The speakers served as a form of education. To my surprise and dismay, what I didn’t get out of the association was any sort of representation. Naively, I hoped that in addition to a modest discount on rental cars, the organization would offer me health insurance at group rates, or beyond dinner and drinks it would lobby on my behalf with publishers to offer better royalty schedules and more intelligible statements. After all, there is a professional writing guild—Writers Guild (West and East)—that provides benefits such as these to its members.

(To its credit, MWA now (finally) offers real education in writing to unpublished or newly published writers through its MWA University, but ITW has been offering continuing education practically out of the gate at ThrillerFest through CraftFest and AgentFest.)

They say if you don’t like something, change it. So I got involved and was elected vice president of MWA Midwest giving me a voice in the national organization. I made suggestions, proposed changes, participated in national board discussions and even went to national meetings in New York. “But we don’t do that sort of thing,” was the basic reply to most questions such as why don’t we lobby publishers for standardized, understandable royalty statements.

Instead what I saw was petty political infighting, the resignation of luminaries like Hilary Waugh from the board because of the negative environment and little progress. About the only thing that I helped accomplish in two years on the board was the creation of a skills bank, a repository of expertise among members that other member authors could call on (this in the days before the Internet and Google made research so easy).

My publisher at the time dropped me, and I quit MWA for a number of years. When I finally found another publisher nearly a decade later, I joined the Authors Guild. Surely, I thought, this august group would do more to lobby on my behalf for better treatment and terms from traditional publishers. At the very least, AG offered web-hosting at a reasonable cost.

But AG has gone astray, its leadership like that of the Teamsters more interested in preserving the status quo for itself. To wit, in mid-December, Joe Konrath and Barry Eisler took AG president Scott Turow and member Richard Russo to task on Joe’s blog (http://jakonrath.blogspot.com/2013_12_13_archive.html)
for a membership recruitment letter Russo wrote at Turow’s behest. In it, Joe and Barry ask good questions and propose some interesting alternatives. Here are some excerpts:

Joe: My reading of Turow's words is that he cares about the Authors Guild, wants it to continue (self-renew), and needs authors to do so.

Isn't that backwards? Shouldn't Turow be concerned with what the Guild can do for authors, and not what authors can do for the Guild? Isn't the whole point of the Guild to help authors, and not simply to acquire as many authors as possible so the Guild can continue to exist?

Barry: Or--crazy idea, I know--writers could even make decisions for themselves. Or, if they want to act collectively, they could form a guild that’s worthy of the name (though I’d recommend calling it a union rather than a guild, unless the idea really is to use a medieval term to signify the organization is archaic). We would know if such a union exists by whether it’s able to get legacy publishers to change some of their more antediluvian and draconian practices (again, 25% lockstep digital royalties, etc, etc). Richard? Scott? Could you share some of those successes with the authors you’re attempting to bring in on your process of self-renewal? If not, then leaving aside for the moment the medievalism of the terminology, why are you calling yourself a guild?

It’s a serious question. Here, I’m a skeptical author. Can you demonstrate to me how the Authors Guild represents my interests in any way that’s meaningfully adverse to legacy publishing? Can you provide any case studies of circumstances where legacy publishers were treating authors poorly, and you were able to effect meaningful change beneficial to authors? I don’t know why you would have left such evidence out of your letter (after all, you’ve pointed out that you disdain evidence-free argument).

And if such evidence doesn’t exist, can you accept that you’re much less a guild--and certainly not a union--but rather something more akin to the legacy publishing industry’s best-known lobbyist?

Joe: Could you [Richard Russo] assume, for a moment, that perhaps the Big 5 treat Pulitzer winners and bestselling authors a bit better than they treat all other authors?

Perhaps you and Scott [Turow] were able to play a part in the relationship between art and commerce because your publishers allowed it. Perhaps you got better ebook royalty rates than your peers (and then had to sign NDAs saying you can never admit it publicly). Perhaps you had a say so in the price of your books, your distribution, your titles, your cover art.

The rest of us--the mid-list majority that the Authors Guild purports to represent--were not treated like you and Scott were.

But now, for the first time, we can directly reach readers. We aren't simply part of the conversation about the relationship between art and commerce--we directly make decisions about that relationship.

Richard: To that end we’d do well to speak with one voice,

Barry: You mean… act like a union? Collective bargaining? Wring more favorable terms from the industry that in lockstep pays authors a mere 25% in digital royalties, and deigns to pay us only twice a year? After all, they need our content!

Joe: Can somebody, somewhere, please form a writing organization that actually benefits writers? That doesn't exist to help the rich get richer? That won't succumb to Pournelle's Iron Law of Bureaucracy or regulatory capture for a decade or two? That won't use the power of a large untitled group to further the agenda of an entitled few?

And in Joe’s December 28 blog (http://jakonrath.blogspot.com/2013/12/konraths-publishing-predictions-2014.html), he proposes an answer to his own question:

“We don't need writing organizations (MWA, Authors Guild) who don't look out for our interests.

“Here's what we need:

“a) An independent journal that reviews and recommends self-pubbed titles to readers and libraries. One that doesn't charge authors anything.

“b) A writing organization and annual conference where indie authors get together to share information and help one another. Something that gives us leveraging power in the industry. Something with imprimatur, that will let readers know they are guaranteed quality.”

Sign me up, Joe. That’s the kind of professional organization I want to be part of.

What do you think? Do you belong to a professional group? Does it serve your needs?

Michael W. Sherer is the author of Night Tide, the second novel in the Blake Sanders thriller series. The first in the Seattle-based series, Night Blind, was nominated for an ITW Thriller Award in 2013. His other books include the award-winning Emerson Ward mystery series, the stand-alone suspense novel, IslandLife, and the Tess Barrett YA thriller series.


He and his family now reside in the Seattle area. Please visit him at www.michaelwsherer.com or you can follow him on Facebook at www.facebook.com/thrillerauthor and on Twitter @MysteryNovelist.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Cold Calling with your Book in Hand. Do you have the Stomach for it?

by A.M. Khalifa, thriller writer, Google+


In the world of indie publishing, digital is king, thanks in no small part to the publishing revolution spurred by Amazon. But for many of us writers, the notion of selling a physical book still carries a romantic, even irrational sense of accomplishment. Consider this: Although I make more money selling eBooks, I get more excited when I sell paperbacks. Perhaps the knowledge that someone out there preferred to hold, smell, feel and touch a copy of my book—even though a much cheaper and more convenient medium was available to them—is somehow comforting.

Getting your printed book in brick-and-mortar bookstores however is one of the most uphill challenges of publishing. The large chains are pretty much in intensive care with a bleak prognosis, and independent or small-published writers are at the bottom of their list of priorities. Even Barnes and Noble which has so far managed to hold on to dear life, only pays lip service to supporting indie writers. They have an opaque program that allegedly will stock the works of “local” authors in the relevant chains. But if you've ever tried to communicate with your local Barnes and Nobel to pursue that, you will have likely discovered that it’s a hit or miss and depends entirely on the mood and temperament of the Community Relations Manager you end up speaking to. Not to mention that the reigning Barnes and Noble culture looks down on print on demand books.

Which leaves small and independently owned book stores and mini chains as the most viable option. I am happy to report that I have had remarkable success getting my debut novel Terminal Rage stocked in a select number of bookstores in North American and Europe. In London for instance, I am proud to be stocked in all branches, save one, of the beautiful Edwardian mini chain, Daunt

The Chelsea branch of the mini-chain Daunt, London, UK

Figuring out the best way to get stocked in indie bookstores came after a bit of trial and error.

Because most of us in this business spend more time behind screens managing our digital empires and building and nurturing our tribes, we tend to also communicate primarily through electronic means. It's faster and more convenient.

When I first started querying indie bookstores electronically, I was overwhelmingly getting ignored or rejected, which was demoralizing. Then it dawned on me that on any given day, most indie bookstores probably field hundreds if not thousands of emails from new writers like me with the same idea. Each professing to be the next best thing.

So I tried something different. I started calling the bookstores to set my self slightly apart, and sure enough my success rate instantly shot up to about thirty percent acceptance.

You probably know where I am going with this: Ultimately, the most effective way to get your book picked up by indie bookstores is to go there in person, with your book in hand for a good, old fashioned face-to-face pitch. As a writer, if you are not willing to look a book buyer in the eye and get passionate about your writing, how do you expect them to do the same over email or a phone call?

Indie book stores are typically unique establishments owned and staffed by folks who are extremely passionate about books. Like Linda Nurick of Cellar Door Bookstore who plays an integral role in promoting reading and supporting local writers in her local community of Riverside, California. I have found that the best way to connect with them is in person, because they need to get excited about you as a writer as much as they need to appreciate your book. Assuming you have an excellent and professionally-produced book, my own results suggest that walking in an indie bookstore to cold call will net you extremely positive results.

However, there are a few things to take into consideration if you decide to give cold calling at indie bookstores a shot. First and foremost, research each and every store in advance. Some of them specifically request that you don’t show up unannounced, so respect their guidelines. Some small bookstores are often highly specialized in a limited number of genres which may not coincide with your masterpiece. And remember that for all brick-and-mortar stores, space is the number one premium. If a book store describes itself as "tiny", "cozy" or "small but mighty", it's most likely they have a minuscule and highly curated inventory with a limited appetite for risk. So it would probably be a waste of your time and theirs to try. 

Ultimately, I've found that the most receptive are the small- to medium-sized general bookstore that sell new books, with no outright guidelines against cold calling. With that said, even if you target your bookstores intelligently, there is still a chance they just may not be that into you. Don’t take it personally and move on.

Writers, what have your experiences been trying to get your books stocked in brick-and-mortar bookstores? And readers, do you proactively make recommendations to your local bookstores when you don’t find your favorite authors stocked?

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Monday, January 13, 2014

Tunnelling to the Truth

The World Beneath (A Joe Tesla Novel) by Rebecca Cantrell (Self-published e-book, 5 December 2013).

Reviewed by Marlyn Beebe.

On his way to ring the bell on Wall Street the day his software company goes public, Joe Tesla is overcome by an attack of agoraphobia so strong that he is unable to leave his hotel at Grand Central Terminal.  He ends up living in a house built in the midst of the tunnels by the lead engineer on the construction of the original Grand Central Terminal, which is now owned by Tesla's college roommate Leandro Gallo and his twin sister Celeste.

Joe manages to keep himself occupied.  He has an office set up so that he can work in his underground home if necessary, and he's become incredibly well-read.  At night, when the trains aren't running, he and his psychiatric service dog Edison walk around the tunnels using night-vision goggles.  (Yes, Edison has his own goggles.)

On their travels, they occasionally run into homeless people or maintenance workers, but few people go as deep into the tunnels as Joe and his dog.  One night, he and Edison come across a strange set of footprints, which become more troubling as they appear more often.  He eventually follows them to find a man pounding on a brick wall with a sledgehammer.

What they discover behind the wall sounds completely implausible, but is based on historical events.

Rebecca Cantrell has created a gripping, thrilling story that is at once historical and contemporary.  Historical mystery and political thriller fans (and probably cozy readers, too) will be hooked after the first page.  This was an unputdownable book for me, and (from comments I've read) for many others, too.


Rebecca Cantrell’s Hannah Vogel mystery/thriller novels have won the Bruce Alexander and Macavity awards and been nominated for the Barry and RT Reviewers Choice awards; her critically-acclaimed cell phone novel, iDrakula was nominated for the APPY award and listed on Booklist’s Top 10 Horror Fiction for Youth. She and her family recently left Hawaii’s sunny shores for adventures in Berlin. Find Rebecca Cantrell on Facebook, Twitter, and at www.rebeccacantrell.com.




FTC Full Disclosure: Many thanks to the author for the advance copy of the e-book.

Friday, January 10, 2014

Bang For Your Book


Part of my TBRs
By Peg Brantley
Evocative Characters. Intriguing Crime. Compelling Stories.


I've read thousands of books in my lifetime. Probably tens of thousands. But I have never once—at least not on purpose—read one twice. (Except maybe The Stand by Stephen King, but I could be wrong about that.)

People gush over their favorite books and talk about how many times they've read them. People who do this make me feel unfaithful. Why can't I pick a book and stick with it the same way they do? I'm such a cheater. A hussy who's on to the next best thing. A book-slut.

I have a few all-time favorite books. What if I were to read one of them again and be disappointed in some way? I would then have one less all-time favorite book. I would be sad.

For example, what if the word-paintings Arthur Golden created (just for me I'm sure) in Memoirs of a Geisha disappeared the second time around? Missed the canvas? I'd be in mourning. I'd quit believing in anything good and even chocolate wouldn't be able to console me.

It's a good thing I don't reread books.

My reading preference only becomes a problem when it's my own story. By the time the book hits the shelves, literallly or figuratively, I've read the danged thing a gazillion times. It's part of the job, and I suffer through.

What about you? Are you faithful to a few books that you read over and over again? Or does your fear of loss put you in a constant hunt for a new relationship?

And finally, for those of you who reread books, what draws you?




Peg Brantley's newest release, THE SACRIFICE, takes readers from Aspen Falls, Colorado to Monterrey, Mexico and finally to New Orleans, Louisiana in a desperate bid to save a young girl who doesn't know she's in danger.



Thursday, January 9, 2014

Author Jeff Sherratt's Final Book is Released!


Jeff Sherratt was a dear friend to me and a great storyteller. He wrote The Jimmy O’Brien Mystery Series which included The Brimstone Murders, Guilty or Else, and Detour to Murder. He raced against the clock to finish his last novel in the series, Cyanide Perfume, but time ran out before the final edits. His loving wife, Judy Sherratt, judiciously completed this novel so it remained Jeff’s work. I know many of you have been waiting for this novel to be released. It took a long time and a lot of hard work by his wife, along with the help of a few others, not the least of which was his good friend and editor, Mike Sirota.  

Anyone who ever knew Jeff would tell you what a wonderful storyteller he was. If you get a chance to pick up his book Cyanide Perfume on Kindle or in paperback on Amazon you can see for yourself. I'm sure you will enjoy it—his final words.


Jeff was a man with integrity, a great sense of humor, and a heart the size of Texas. He gave good advice, shared his knowledge with whoever would listen, and loved his family more than anything on this earth. I only knew Jeff Sherratt for a few years, but he felt like a brother to me. He was my mentor and a dear friend. He took me under his wing and led me into the world of fiction. I have him to thank for my success as a novelist.

Sometimes in life, a friend comes along just when you need him, leads you where you need to go, and watches out for you along the way.  Jeff was that friend to me—and I expect to countless others who crossed his path. 

Whenever Jeff did an event with other authors or attended their events (which he always seem to make time to do), he never failed to buy the other authors' books. Not only did he buy them, he read them, and wrote reviews. 

So if you want to return a favor he did for you, you can do that by purchasing Cyanide Perfume. And if you enjoy his last book, please go on Amazon and leave a review, or at least tell your friends about the book. Jeff would appreciate it and so would his loving wife, Judy. I know it would make her feel good to know that people cared enough to take the time to do that for him.

Rest in peace, Jeff Sherratt. May your words live on...

Teresa Burrell
Author of The Advocate Series

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Whose Idea Was This?



By Jessica Park

Andrew is currently curled up on the floor in a fetal position and twirling his hair into tiny circles (read: deep editing phase for his newest novel). So being the friend that I am, I of course stepped around him on my way the fridge. No, that's actually not true--actually, being his friend, I offered to fill in for him today. On my way to the fridge.

God, it’s so great being a writer! I mean, except for the anxiety, panic, mental blocks, fear, self-loathing...

No, no. I really do love being a writer. But I often strongly side with Dorothy Parker and her famed sentiment, “I hate writing, I love having written.” Finishing a book gives a sense of accomplishment like no other, and it’s what I strive for.

I mean, obviously. Hello? Who sets out to write half a book?

It’s the getting there that can be tricky.
My ideas start slowly in the back of my mind. A feeling, a scene, maybe even just a line that I want to hear a character say. And then I build an entire book around that. Piece by piece. It can take weeks or months for that initial idea to grow into a full-blown plot, and the slow pace can drive me nearly insane. I want to go, I want it done and over!

I have a fantasy that I’ll come up with a book idea, sit down at the computer, and bang out a concise, logical outline in what I envision as a studious, authorly manner. I’ll be wearing a gorgeous Ralph Lauren ensemble. There could be riding boots, perhaps. Hair fabulously styled, yet still with the appearance of being casual. A thoughtful, diligent expression on my face as I focus and organize my ideas while poised at my mahogany desk...

Pfft. Hardly. Here are more likely scenarios:

1. I’m driving in the car, and a song comes on. I feel something... pain, love, hurt, angst, hope. But I feel. My thoughts wander and become daydreams. My brain goes into overdrive, triggered by a word or phrase. Movie-like scenes flash before my eyes. I miss my exit... The song goes on repeat for the next eight hours as I drown in the emotion. Or maybe as I cling to it, I will spend a week obsessing over this song and this scene. Periodically I scrawl fractured notes on scraps of paper and misplace them. But the scene is solidified.

Only 89 more to go...

2. I’m on the treadmill, and I think about my book. I close my eyes and grip the side bars as I walk ferociously up the incline. I will walk toward something. The movie images return, soon flashing the same scene over and over, but with no forward motion. So I play it again. What happens next? I turn up the music, pick up my pace. I listen. Listening to characters can bring amazing solutions to stumbling blocks. I should do it more. I fly off the back of the treadmill, probably trip over laundry, and scramble to wake up my laptop. Notes. I have to make notes now. Because I got it. I found a piece of the story.

Only 88 more to go...

Later, I will somehow string together my one-line quotes, my jumbled notes, my definitives, and my questions. And after many, many cups of coffee and very few hours of sleep, after immersing myself (often too deeply) in a fictional world that feels oh-so-non-fictional, an entire book will be born.
It ain’t glamorous, but it’s the truth. And a truth that I wouldn’t change, because when the right ideas come, they drive away the angst and worry, and confusion.

Then writing is not my work, it is very simply my air.

 Jessica Park is the author of LEFT DROWNING, the New York Times bestselling FLAT-OUT LOVE (and the companion piece FLAT-OUT MATT), and RELATIVELY FAMOUS. She lives in New Hampshire where she spends an obscene amount time thinking about rocker boys and their guitars, complex caffeinated beverages, and tropical vacations. On the rare occasions that she is able to focus on other things, she writes. Please visit her at jessicapark.me and on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/authorjessicapark and Twitter @JessicaPark24