Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Sightings countdown!!!

All right, step right up, ladies and gents! The countdown for the publication of A CHARMED DEATH, #2 in the Bewitching series, commences today!

Seven... count them, SEVen days! { woot woot! }

And I've had two sightings already from readers, yay, so hie thee to the bookstores... you just never know!


In other news, I have accepted an offer with Berkley Prime Crime to continue writing the Bewitching mystery series. This new contract will take us out through book 6 in the series, which hopefully will go on for a very long time.

Snoopy dancing, one and all!

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Mad {madly!}

December 5th.
Be there, or be square.
Bring a friend. {heh}

Monday, November 13, 2006

All the time in the world...

When I was a little girl, I wanted to be Glynda. You know, the Good Witch of the North? All of my friends lusted after Dorothy's red shoes, but me? I never quite got past Glynda's sparkling dress, jeweled crown, and fairy wand. But most of all, I wanted her magic.

No one, but no one, wanted to be the Wicked Witch of the West.

I think it was the monkeys.

And then there was Samantha Stephens. Oh, to have the power to do magick with a little twitch of the lips. Instantaneous magick, where situations and people and things morph at the will of the witch in question. Now, I believe in magic and miracles. I do. But real life magic is quite the opposite of the Bewitched-style smirky-quirky-twitch. Slooooooow and requiring effort and greath strength of will and skill.

Instant gratification has its advantages.

And then there is Harry Potter and his wizarding friends, who point a carved stick at something, say a word of power or two, and BOOM. Flashes of light ricochet off the walls, impressive sounds come out of nowhere, and voila! Magical things happen. Coolness personified.

So, what supernatural powers would I choose? Faery glamours might come in handy -- I'd love to have the ability to change my appearance and demeanor at will to suit the occasion, or even to become invisible on the rare occasion I might make a Wal-Mart run sans makeup and run into someone I know. I'd love to be able to write 30 pages in six hours, heh -- that seems a bit like magic from where I'm sitting. Teleportation, yeah baby. Verrrrrrry handy, that. But the one thing I'd like best to be able to do is to manipulate time. As in, to make more of it, or to make something dull but necessary {can you say WORK? I thought you could...} pass faster.

Sign me up for Mistress of Time, please. I promise I'll be gentle.

Love to all,

Mad {madly!}