I’m taking a break from writing about hiking and camping today to engage in some blatant self-promotion…I mean, give the readers a glimpse into other facets of my personality. Here’s something that y’all who don’t know me personally don’t know about me:
When I’m not on a mountain or in a canyon, or planning my next dude ranch trip, (or, heaven forfend, at work) I write fiction. Usually in the cover of darkness — think of me as a fiction-ninja. In recent years, I’ve won a couple of contests for short stories and what-not. I am perpetually working on twenty-seven novels* that fall into a wide variety of genres, from literary to romance to thriller to YA to YA-thriller-romance. I don’t write sci-fi or fantasy, unless coerced.
Yesterday, I was published for the very first time not as the result of winning a contest, in the Boston Literary Magazine. My piece is technically a drabble (which is a story of exactly 100 words) though it currently appears in the “Quick Fiction” section.
We’ll be back on topic on Friday!
* Not an exact number…
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