The signs were there
The signs were there. It started in the morning when I put on a James Bond T-shirt. Granted, that’s not much of a sign, but I almost wore it Saturday and change...
Tag: YA fiction
Waiting, Waiting and Dealing With Rejection
Not much to report about the book since I last posted about it. I am now in the purgatory known as waiting for agents to reply. Also known as collecting rejecti...
Souvenirs show where my book began … and where it will end
Souvenirs from my 1982 trip to Europe that inspired my novel, The Boy Who Knew Too Much. In fact, these items reveal where the book begins and ends.
A Promising Development in the Quest for Publication
During this past February’s Love Is Murder writers conference, I sucked up my courage and tried to sell my YA spy novel, The Boy Who Knew Too Much, during...
A Promising development in the quest for publication
During this past February’s Love Is Murder writers conference, I sucked up my courage and tried to sell my YA spy novel, The Boy Who Knew Too Much, during a pit...
The Strange Case of My Debt to Robert Louis Stevenson
High school was the height of my James Bond obsession. Today that would mean watching the movies any time you want on your iPad, but this was the early 1980s an...
The Strange Case of My Debt to Robert Louis Stevenson
High school was the height of my James Bond obsession. Today that would mean watching the movies any time you want on your iPad, but this was the early 1980s an...
So about this book of mine
As most of my friends know, I have written a teenage spy novel. This is the spiel I have been using to pitch it: “The Boy Who Knew Too Much” is an a...