My Editor

I remember sitting in front of my computer, hands poised, confronting the blank screen. The cursor winked. Nothing else. Not a word.I was at a Writers Retreat on Hatteras Island, NC, where everyone was suppose to produce 2000 words per day.Frustrated, I looked...

Amy Winehouse Tribute

Cassandra, the damaged singer in my new novel, “The Drummer’s Widow,” was drawn from the heart-wrenching life and tragic death of the irreplaceable Amy Winehouse who died three years ago today. When I forget why I am a writer, she reminds me: “I’m not here...

A Legend in My Living Room

My book gripped in the hands of a reviewer, on holiday in Puerto Vallarta, who “could not stop reading it” – Well! let’s just say that made my day: I was no longer “a legend in my living room.”This feeling of being stranded in the Universe, only supported by my own...