I'm not sure why but I always seem to get a little blue in April. Bluer than usual. Maybe it's the shift in the weather. Here in Colorado we never know what to expect. One day will be like summer, the next we'll have a blizzard. It's hard to get your feet under you emotionally when you wake up and can't figure out if you can go for a walk with the dogs or if you need to lock all the storm windows. Plus, it's tax season, which nobody likes, especially self-employed writers who make peanuts and still have to pay through the whazoo. I'm in the middle of several different projects but can't seem to settle my head into any one of them for any great length of time. I feel anxious and a touch claustrophobic. Looks like the major snowstorm we were expecting has skirted us, so maybe I'll get out of the house later and burn off some of this edge.
Started a new "noirella" for
Tasmaniac Publications, the same fine folks who brought you
THE NOBODY and the forthcoming
CRUEL SUMMER by my good pal, the uber-talented Matt Venne. This one will be entitled THE LAST DEEP BREATH.
Another sweet blurb has come in for SHADOW SEASON, this one from the most excellent suspense writer
Robert Ferrigno. If you're not already reading his Assassin series, get moving. His latest SINS OF THE ASSASSIN is out now in paperback.
"SHADOW SEASON is a beautifully written thriller filled with heart and wit, sharp dialogue and characters you utterly believe in. A great ride."--Robert Ferrigno, author of Sins of the Assassin and The Horse Latitudes.
Also, remember, you've got until April 15th to join in on the SHADOW SEASON - THE COLDEST MILE Contest.
For National Poetry Month it looks like FAIRWOOD PRESS is having a sale on my poetry collection WAITING MY TURN TO GO UNDER THE KNIFE. Normally $27, now on sale for $20. Signed & limited to 250 copies.
Here's what JACK KETCHUM had to say about it: "I find this book remarkable on a number of levels. First, the poems themselves are tight and packed with on-target imagery — in the service of narrative. They are decidedly not obscure and read like wicked, funny, sometimes deeply troubling short stories. Then, together, they form a kind of autobiography-of-the-soul. I've never said it before about a book of poetry—but it's a real page-turner."
3 comments:
Some of us just don't deal well with the spring season. I'm one, maybe you are, too. I wish I could tell you a sure way to either cure it or at least get through it with minimal pain, but each year is different and brings new difficulties and heartache. The more time I can spend outside doing physical labor, the better I feel, but as you point out, the weather is so changeable at this time of year; Ohio is no exception. I know it doesn't really help to know you're not alone. All I can do is urge you to hang tough.
Spring does it to me as well, my friend. I think it's because I detest the hot weather and Spring just reminds me that summer is coming. I prefer Fall and the cool weather.
My funk always comes in February, leaves around April.
At least it's good fodder for writing.
And summer's almost here.
I absolutely love that cover. It's breathtaking.
Liz
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