If you’re not a writer, you might wonder what we do all day. If you are a writer, you might wonder, “Am I the only one who does this stuff all day?” So here’s what I did yesterday: Washed the bathroom rugs. Also the bathroom…

So let’s pretend you’ve written a book and had it published, and a bad man in a mask holds a gun on you and forces you to go to a book-selling event and take your books out of the box, but you don’t want to…

Here’s an excerpt from my paranormal suspense novel set in the long-ago days of 1968. Mitch, the narrative character, has just been hired as a companion and dog-walker by an eccentric old woman, who insists he be put in The Honduras Room next to her.…