If you're in the New England area during the last weekend in April, you might want to think about dropping by the New England Romance Writers Book Fair for Literacy. I'll be there, signing books—for you, maybe?
We’re not sure why there’s so much difficulty with Amazon UK, and we’re looking into it. The first three Carsington books should be available now, and the others very soon.
We’ve seen differences in quality, depending on the type of digital reader. Meanwhile, though, the team is proofreading like crazy and promises to get everything fixed ASAP.
At this point, all books that have been digitized ought to be available in all formats. Note that Amazon & others allow readers to download the books to read on their computers or other devices without requiring the retailer's device.
We are in the process of ironing out details for Print-On-Demand editions of the eBooks.
I’m not sure what’s going on with audio books. I know discussions have been ongoing, but I don’t have a progress report yet.
I apologize for things taking so long. The trouble is, every version of my books involves some kind of contract negotiations. Sometimes these don’t work out and we have to start from scratch. At other times, it’s a long back-and-forth. And then there’s the matter of implementing whatever technology it is, and getting everything set up with retailers (like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, etc.) My agency has been working hard on these matters—and there are a lot of things to work on! If only we could wave a magic wand or something. But hey, if I had one of those, I’d write way faster.
I live in Central Massachusetts most of the time. We're in some kind of magnetic field for snow, which means that when Boston gets an inch (and gets mightily peeved about it), we get four feet. It's not a lake effect thing. I believe the area's under an ancient weather curse. Thus, in addition to the arctic temps and charcoal-colored skies, we're buried under great mounds of dirty snow. The main wildlife is mice trying to move into the house where it's marginally warmer.
As you might expect, we don't get a lot of wading birds in my neck of the woods. Or palm trees. So these things are terrifically exciting to me. It's February! There are palm trees, some of them growing coconuts. A pelican stands so close I could touch him or her. A heron loiters in my back yard! Little lizards lurk under the doorstep and try to scurry into the kitchen when I'm not looking. They seem not to realize that people live inside—people, those giant Godzilla things they normally run away from at the speed of light.
For all those fortunate people who normally spend their winters in a warm climate, this is no big deal, I daresay. For me, it's like moving to another planet. A kinder, gentler planet.
And then I get to go back to New England before the giant insects come out.
I had my first close encounter with Red Tide recently, and it isn't pretty. On the Gulf, the culprit is Karenia brevis, a naturally-occurring organism seen as far back as the 15th C. The algae is not particularly villainous until it has a population explosion. That's recently happened in these parts, and it's asphyxiating fish in vast quantities. My sunset walk on the beach night before last? Not so pretty. Dead fish on the shore as far as the eye can see. Which I did not photograph. There's a limit to my need to document, though not to my imagination. Something about this episode may find its way into my work, although I may not recognize it by the time it happens.
To men of early 20th C, fashionable women must have seemed much too thin. But a glance through photos of the time shows that it was a matter of perspective. (Below is Lina Calvieri, an opera star and great beauty, in 1914.)
Their narrow skirts made them seem like much smaller targets than they'd been some years before. A century earlier, women of the Regency seemed half-naked in their light muslins, compared to their mothers or grandmothers in the previous century's double-wide skirts. For more on the topic of changing fashions, I recommend you click on the "historic dress" label at Two Nerdy History Girls, the blog I share with Isabella Bradford/Susan Holloway Scot.