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Dear Readers,

Happy June! I hardly know where to start. You know the beginning of A TALE OF TWO CITIES? “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times”? Yeah, that was May for me. It began with the trip to Greece which I almost can’t even describe for you. I was absolutely overwhelmed with the sheer beauty of the place. We spent a week on Mykonos where I passed hours just staring at the sea, feeling every single care slip away. I have never been anywhere I felt so instantly at home as Greece, and I have never been so sad to leave a destination. The only way I got on the plane was to keep telling myself that I would come back.

A week later, my daughter was in a head-on collision with a concrete construction barrier. She totaled her car but walked away with minor injuries, and I haven’t stopped heaving with gratitude since. We arrived on the scene before the state troopers even got there, and something about sitting in an emergency room with your child’s blood on your clothes snaps everything into perspective. (I threw that shirt away. I couldn’t stand the idea of wearing it again.) She stayed with us for almost a week after the accident, and I had a lot of time to think about how times of great bliss and great trauma are equally good at stripping away everything that doesn’t matter. On the island, we lived in bare feet, our days pared down to sunshine and sea and fruit. After the accident, we didn’t care about anything other than making sure our child was okay. In both situations, everything else became wholly insignificant.

And those are lessons I want to hang onto moving forward. We can work and pay bills and take care of responsibilities, but that doesn’t mean that we need to get hung up on every little stressor. Is it as elemental as the sea? Is it as traumatic as life and death? Then maybe it isn’t something we need to spend time worrying about. Maybe it’s something we need to attend to without letting it disturb our equilibrium. Maybe we can handle it and move on without losing our peace of mind.

This month, I turn fifty. All my life I’ve been trying to become the woman I want to be. Because of May’s sharp lessons, I’m closer to her than I was before. I’m going to leave you with a picture of me, swimming in the Aegean, on one of the best days of my life. For a long time, I kept my arms and legs moving, thinking I needed to tread water to keep from drowning. I’ve never been able to float on my back, but I had been swimming for a while and was getting tired. I hated the idea of coming in; the water was just too beautiful to leave. So I held my breath and rested my arms and legs, prepared to sink under the water for a minute before I had to start swimming again. And then something unexpected happened: I bobbed right back up. As it happens, the Aegean is salty—so much so that it will buoy you up. I only needed to lie back and rest. I turned my face to the sun and listened to the sound of the sea and my own heartbeat in the shells of my ears. Nothing but peace. I’m keeping this picture because it reminds me of so much: the joy of that day, the smell of the herbs growing on the hillsides, the taste of the sea. But also because that was the day I learned that sometimes bringing yourself to rest and trust that you will be held up is the most valuable thing you can do.

Happy June, y’all!

Deanna

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Last chance!

Just a quick note that today is the LAST DAY to get A PERILOUS UNDERTAKING for $1.99 on your favorite digital platform–don’t miss Veronica’s second adventure!

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Veronica on sale!

I LOVE this Veronica latte pic from @theartfulelle celebrating A PERILOUS UNDERTAKING–and right now Veronica’s second adventure is only $1.99 in digital!

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Quick hello

I’m dashing by with a quick apology for not resuming the blog on 5/16 as promised. The Greece trip was phenomenal–pics later!–but right now I’m taking care of my family. A few nights ago, my daughter collided head-on with a construction barrier and totaled her car. She has bumps and bruises but is recovering beautifully and we are so very grateful her injuries weren’t worse. Family has to be first priority now as I’m sure all of you will understand. (Heaps of thanks to those of you who have been in touch on Twitter. Your kind words have meant so much to all of us.)

Regular blogging will resume as soon as I can make that work.

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Leaving on a jet plane

I’m packing my bikini and putting the blog on hiatus for just a bit because we’re heading to Greece today! It’s the 30th anniversary of our first date next week and we both have milestone birthdays this year, so we’re heading to the Aegean to celebrate. The blog will resume on May 16–just in time for some royal wedding hoopla!

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“You sank my battleship!”

That was the war cry of childhood board games when I was a kid and it was the tagline of the TV commercials. (The fact that we had commercials for a board game was a little odd, come to think of it. But then, we had commercials for a mattress spring that everyone pretended was a toy, so life was weird in the ’70s.) Since this was before the advent of video games, we built empires the old-fashioned way–with Monopoly money. I am, it will not surprise you to know, a cutthroat Monopoly player. I basically just put multiple hotels on Baltic Avenue and wait.

My chess skills, however, are mediocre at best. I learned how to play very young–at least, I learned which way the players move. I never developed strategy and to this day, my plan seems to be not much more sophisticated than, “I’M GOING TO CHASE YOUR QUEEN UNTIL ALL MY PIECES ARE GONE.” I’m too impatient to play a long game which my husband exploits ruthlessly, usually by doing something unexpected with pawns.

I used to know how to play Chinese checkers and Parcheesi, but those days are long gone, and my husband and I have been banned from family Spades games on the grounds that we’re “too competitive.” (We actually stopped playing Hearts with friends because I could not comprehend a game where you are not trying to annihilate at all times.)

So it’s probably best that we discovered Forbidden Island. I was amazed to play for the first time and realize that EVERYONE PLAYS TOGETHER. It’s every single player pitted as a team against the game itself. It was a thoroughly new concept for me and, honestly, probably something I should have been given as an only child. “Oh, teamwork? What’s that like?” (You already know that I got the DOES NOT PLAY WELL WITH OTHERS box checked on my report card, right?) In any event, I very much enjoyed it and completely recommend for people with highly competitive family members–especially children. Save them while you can.

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Stuff I’ve Figured Out Along The Way

Every so often I repeat this post–one of my favorite pieces on writerly advice. First posted in April, 2013.

This is one of those blog posts that usually gets an appalling title like “Advice to Young Writers”. We’ll call it something more modest—like “Stuff I’ve Figured Out Along the Way”. These are bits and pieces I’ve collected, parts of the picture that I’m assembling as I go. I’m about to release my seventh novel; I’ve been published for six years. I am no longer the newest kid on the block, and I have picked up a few shiny pebbles along the road. And I’m posting them here because there’s a chance they might be helpful to someone else trundling along the same path.

  1. If you want to be a better writer of prose, read poetry. Poets are my gods. As I’ve remarked before, they say in ten words what I say in ten thousand. They are precise as surgeons, wielding their scalpel-words to hurt and to heal. It doesn’t take much—even a single poem a day can pierce your subconscious, raising your appreciation of rhythm, metaphor, and language.
  2. If you’re writing historical fiction, do your research. And then leave 70% of it out of the book. This is a bit of advice I gleaned from Persia Woolley’s book on historical fiction, and it’s brilliant. The criticism I hear most often of this particular genre is that readers bog down in the history bits. Yes, they love history or they wouldn’t read this type of fiction, but it must never supplant the story in importance. It is there to support the story, and if any fact—no matter how delicious—takes the reader out of the moment, it has to go. These are the cuts that hurt, but they are essential. There is an art to weaving fact into the fiction and achieving plausibility and readability at the same time.
  3. If a scene isn’t working, let another character drive the action. This is a piece of wisdom from Phillip Margolin that he shared when speaking to a Sisters in Crime meeting I attended donkey’s years ago, and I can’t tell you how many times it’s come in handy. Say you’ve written a scene that just isn’t working. Let’s further say it is between a mother and her teenage son and it’s about his girlfriend. The mother has reservations about the relationship. You’ve begun the scene with the mother haranguing the boy and he responded defensively. It evolves, quite naturally into a fight. Now, imagine you rewrite the scene and this time the son initiates the scene by telling his mother he can tell she has a problem with the relationship and he wants to clear the air. Instead of the expected dynamic of hectoring parent and sullen teen, you have a thoughtful teen and a responsive mother. The scene would be quieter, more vulnerable. Perhaps it would open them up to confidences, to mutual understanding. Now, that may not suit you at all, and all of this depends on the nature of your characters and how they need to respond to a situation, but it can absolutely shake loose a scene you’re having trouble with. It’s also a good strategy if you have a character who takes charge too often and needs to take a backseat once in awhile. And it’s fabulous if you’re suffering a wee case of block.
  4. “Write what you know” is bunk. This is the single worst piece of writing advice out there and it’s ubiquitous. It’s also limiting. Yes, I understand that you need to grasp something thoroughly to write it effectively, but this advice presumes that you can’t get to know something THROUGH writing it. And that’s how some very accomplished writers prefer to work. So toss this one out. If you want to write something and you don’t yet know it, be a Kipling mongoose and go and find out.
  5. The book you want to read is the one you need to write. Pretty self-explanatory. Don’t try to write something simply because it’s commercial or because “everyone is writing lesbian werewolf knitting circle romances”. Unless you LOVE lesbian werewolf knitting circle romances. In that case, rock on with your furry, fiber-loving, girl-on-girl self.
  6. Never take criticism from someone who doesn’t create. This is taken from someone entirely brilliant whom I have now forgotten—I want to say Aldous Huxley? Anyway, it’s worth repeating OFTEN. People who do not create are a species apart from those of us who do. They do not understand the work, the challenges, the vulnerability, the process, the discipline it takes to carry a project from idea to completion. This doesn’t mean they aren’t entitled to an opinion about your work; of course they are. They are entitled to have an opinion, to share it, to discuss it. But they are not entitled to have that opinion living in your head. Keep it out.
  7. On a related note, be careful about giving away your power. It sounds cynical and gross, but the truth is there are people who will be happy—nay, GLEEFUL—to find you have an Achilles heel and will amuse themselves by poking pins in it. So be careful about where you reveal your vulnerabilities. Do not show your work to just anyone; do not confide in everyone. Choose your confidantes with consideration. It takes discipline and willpower not to spill your guts to everyone you know and not to share your manuscript with anyone who will read it. Exercise that discipline and willpower—it will be well worth it. I’ve seen FAR too many people torn down by snarky critique partners or jealous writing groups. It can take a very long time to build that confidence back up again when someone’s sharpened their claws on it. If you share with someone and never come away feeling better about yourself, this is a very good sign that you need to move on.
  8. Just write. You can enter contests, create your website, attend conferences, go to workshops, find a writing group, join writers’ organizations, blog about your goals, tweet until you’re blue in the face. But NONE OF THOSE THINGS IS A SUBSTITUTE FOR WRITING. ONLY WRITING IS WRITING. If you’re not sitting down at your desk putting words to paper, you are not writing. You are posing. Stop it. Writing is discipline and craft and about 2% as glamorous as non-writers think it is. If you’re not willing to put in the work, you’re not a writer. And that’s fine—most people aren’t. According to a recent study—I want to say New York University, but don’t hold me to that—writing a novel exercises the same mental circuits and makes the same demands as writing a symphony. I loved reading that because it’s the first example I’ve seen that illustrates clearly what it feels like to write a novel. Each instrument has its own part to be written then the parts must be combined into a harmonious whole. There are themes and counter-themes to develop, ideas to explore and refine. Thousands and thousands of notes, put into precisely the correct order not just to make sense but to make art. Sounds daunting, doesn’t it? But most folks don’t walk around thinking they have a symphony rattling around inside and they’d write it if only they could find the time. But this is what you hear on a regular basis about books. (An NYT article from 2002 said a recent poll revealed 81% of all Americans thought they had a book inside them. I’d say after the advent of self-publishing that number is up even higher.) Here’s the thing—that book is going to STAY inside you if you don’t write it. So write it and stop talking about it already.
  9. You’re never as good or as bad as you think you are. We are creatures of extreme. We believe the absolute worst of ourselves and sometimes the absolute best. The truth is usually somewhere in between. Don’t let your head get turned with praise that is too fulsome, but don’t believe the worst of yourself either. Now, if you’re a person who NEVER thinks poorly of your own writing, you need to explore the middle ground a bit because if you never doubt then all I can say is: WRITING. UR DOING IT WRONG.
  10. Nice matters. Publishing is a surprisingly small industry. SURPRISINGLY small. You can show your ass all you want, but eventually people will compare notes and it will come back to bite you on that same ass. The editorial assistant you abused today can be an executive editor tomorrow with the power to refuse your newest project at the acquisitions table. The blogger you got into a flame war with on Twitter could get a job writing a review column for a major online magazine. You never know. I’ve seen people time and again think they were getting away from working with someone only to have that same person crop up again. Bad pennies abound in this business and they do keep turning up. Reputations MATTER. Make sure yours is a good one. If you act like you are terribly special and important, nobody walks around saying, “Oooh, it’s the terribly special and important author on the phone.” They roll their eyes and avoid you and tell their friends. And word travels. So, be nice. It costs nothing and generates a truckload of good karma that just might come back to help you when you need it most. Besides, the world needs more nice. Why not let it start with us?
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Lazy cooking

We’ve discussed my ambivalence about cooking, right? I mean, I don’t mind throwing together the occasional meal but UGH. EVERY DAY WITH THE FOOD. I am fine with eating the same breakfast for months on end. Currently this is 2% Greek yogurt topped with berries, slivered almonds, a few diced dried apricots, and a drizzle of honey accompanied by a piece of GF toast with almond butter a bit more honey and a BIG cup of Earl Grey. Lunches are some version of a ploughman’s–boiled egg or tuna, cheese, veg and fruit. I don’t mind the odd foraging for this meal, but DINNER. It’s the bane of my existence.

Until now. I browse food blogs which is odd for a person who doesn’t like to cook, I know. But I’m always in search of the ultimate dinner hack. (Sheet pan suppers, man. These are my JAM.) My absolute best new discovery is the easy marinades posts on Gimme Some Oven. The idea is to batch the process, whipping up five marinades at one time and creating freezer packs full of chicken breasts ready to go. I was a wee bit skeptical, but I snagged a big bag of chicken from Trader Joe’s and set to work, mixing tandoori, enchilada, teriyaki, honey mustard, and pesto. I managed to screw this up ENTIRELY since the recipes actually call for master mixes of spices to use for lots of different things and I just hurled the whole lot into a single marinade. Oops.

I was too tired at the time to worry about fixing it, so I slung them into the freezer and went about my life. One by one, I pulled them out and followed the SUPER simple instructions on baking. (I told you, SHEET PANS.) Every time they were delicious and juicy and 100 kinds of yum. It was the work of minutes to fling some vegetables onto another pan to roast alongside, and then I just whipped up some quinoa or rice depending on the flavor of the chicken. Beyond easy and worth the ten minutes of effort by a mile. (Imagine how delighted I was to find there are marinade recipes for pork and beef too! And if you’re a tofu kind of person, I should think these would be delicious that way also.)

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All things Asheville

So last month I was lucky enough to head down to Asheville for an annual writers’ retreat I do with a group of friends. It was my fourth trip to Asheville, and if you haven’t been, GO. It’s artsy and hip and full of fun things to do. You can hike or bike or kayak–all of which you can figure out–but I’m going to recommend the really useful: WHERE TO EAT.

*Curate. Our annual pilgrimage here for tapas is a sacred event. We each order 2-3 plates of the most luscious Spanish food you can imagine. Crisp fritters, unctuous cheeses, and so many decadent scribbles of honey. It’s recently expanded and HOPPING, so be sure to snag a reservation before you go.

*Chai Pani. All is right with the world when we are at Chai Pani. This is our customary first night meal because there is NOTHING better when you’ve been traveling than a good spicy thali. The butter chicken was divine. Also recently expanded and they were very kind even though we were pressed up against the windows until they finally opened after renovations.

*French Broad Chocolate Lounge. An Asheville landmark. You’ll know you’ve found it when you come across the line of people standing outside when it’s 30 degrees. The gelato and flourless chocolate cake are superb, and don’t forget to grab a box of truffles for the road.

*Wicked Weed Brewing Co. Disclaimer: we haven’t eaten here, but we do stop by every year to collect an assortment of beer for the husband of one of our number. (Hi, Dan!) A must-visit if you’re into craft beer or cool t-shirts.

*Biltmore. The Vanderbilt estate doesn’t occupy a spot on our usual itinerary, but this year it was well worth a stop because of the TITANIC exhibit. Little did we know, our tickets also included a tasting at the winery and we staggered out after some delicious wines, carrying off in triumph a bottle of port we uncorked for our nightcaps.

*Mast General Store. A fun stop with a large assortment of vintage-style candy and heaps of useful things. A great place to find Columbia sportswear on sale if you’re feeling outdoorsy or some cast-iron skillets if you have an inclination to cook.

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Ooooh, we’ve got a good one!

When I put out the call on Twitter for questions, Tweep Kat posted this gem:

Is your writing, for you and/or for your readers, a form of escape from or a tool of resistance against the world we find ourselves in today?

Isn’t that juicy? Short answer, both. I try to be aware of my privilege in this world as a cis-gender, heterosexual, able-bodied white woman. I get benefits I didn’t earn from a system that isn’t fair. Because of that, I believe it’s my responsibility to learn about people who don’t get those same benefits, to understand how their experiences differ from mine, and to make sure they are included in my work. I don’t always get it right. I am embarrassed and mad at myself and humbled when I screw up. The remedy for that is to get up and try again and do better. There will NEVER be a time when I am completely “woke” and thoroughly free of areas where I am blinkered. I know this is an imperfect process and I will never cross the finish line. There is no end, no moment where I can relax and say, “Well, goodness me, I’m certainly got THIS sussed.” The best I can do is better than I did yesterday, knowing that tomorrow is going to probably kick my ass a little and show me where I can do better still.

And while that occasionally feels weighty, it’s nothing compared to the burden carried by those who have to haul around societal baggage they didn’t ask for and can’t put down even if they wanted to. I write diverse characters from a place of respect, and I am always looking to do a better job of making my fictional world reflect historical reality. (People like to pretend that history was full of straight, able-bodied white folks of two genders doing everything in some sort of cream-cheese, Wonder Bread, Ozzie & Harriet vacuum where they were the only ones who existed. In a word: NOPE.)

In writing an accurate and diverse world, I am creating a mirror of what we are now, and some of the most gratifying messages I’ve received from readers are the ones from people who aren’t accustomed to seeing themselves in the kind of fiction I write. I read their messages and I listen to their stories at signings and the most important thing they want to communicate is their appreciation at being seen. So, when I write a character who is a person of color or with a physical disability or a fluid sexuality, it’s my way of saying, “Yes, I do see you.” Because, having seen them, how can I not write them? It’s resistance in that it expresses my world view–that we all matter, that we must include and accept and widen our reach to embrace those who are different from us. We have much to learn from them.

And as far as escape, I am immensely happy whenever I hear that I took a reader out of some painful situation because I issued an invitation to them to step into a world where their difficulty does not exist, at least for a little while.

 

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