The Story that Made Me Smile
I’m an author. Writing is a business. A smart author examines the market carefully, looking for where there’s room for a fresh voice. I do this now. I look at what I love to read and ask myself where it fits into the current marketplace. Is it too crowded? Can I finally write that story about the sparkly vampire I have in my heart? No? Hmm. *taps chin* Then where can I slide in and fill a need? I even have a spreadsheet now. No joke. It’s serious business over here. Now.
This is now.
Then wasn’t like Now. At all.
Then was the time when I wrote a crazy story about an angel-faced suburban woman who killed people with her cupcakes. By day she volunteered for local charities. By night, she bumbled haplessly, fudging her every attempt to teach anyone a lesson, give them a touch of a tummy “thing” or just show off her mad skills. Quite the contrary. She is a mess.
I liked Then a lot. I wasn’t encased in the business of it all. I was free to try anything. My one and only goal: make someone smile. Mischief makes me smile, so I added several healthy doses of that, tossed in enough irony to make me drop my chin and sprinkled it all with wine. In the end, I’d created a snowball of a story. One I love all the more today for its confidence to be unique in an overcrowded book world.
Ruby and Charlotte are the best of friends, and they accept each other – body count and all. They stand together. Work together. Plot together : ) In the end, I hope they get the heck out of Dodge because, let’s face it, they aren’t criminals. What they are is endlessly inept and the dearest of characters I hope to never meet, or at least never cross.
If you’re in the mood to let loose and smile at the inconceivable, try my sweet ladies. But don’t try their goodies. You have been warned. LOL Death by Chocolate is available now on Amazon and at Barnes & Noble. I hope it will make you smile : )
Death by Chocolate
Ruby Russell has reached her limit. When she discovers her hipster husband has a dirty little secret, she whips him up a Viagra-infused-chocolate mousse punishment, but in the morning, her husband's a stiff. Armed with a lifetime of crime show reruns and Arsenic and Old Lace on DVD, Ruby and her best friend Charlotte try to lay low until after Ruby's son's wedding, but a nosy therapist, meddling minister and local news reporter are making it very difficult to get away with murder.
I am a mother of three, wife to a sane person and Ring Master at the Lindsey Circus. Most days you'll find me online, amped up on caffeine & wielding a book.
You can find my blogging about the writer life at Musings from the Slush Pile
Tweeting my crazy at @JulieALindsey
Reading to soothe my obsession on GoodReads
And other books by me on Amazon