I’m back!

It’s been a long time…(queue Aaliyah/Timbaland lyric…)

So much has happened in the past year!

My debut novel, now titled “Boy, 9, Missing” will be out in less than four months from Sourcebooks Landmark, only the most awesome publisher ever.

They’ve also signed on for another standalone thriller, tentatively titled “Emily,” with a 2017 release. I just turned in the draft to my editor, so OH-MAH-GOODNESS.

While I’m waiting, I’m in the “Planning to Plot” stages of a new story – and it’s feeling series-y, ya’ll. I tend to lean toward standalone novels, so this should be interesting.

I also attended my first book conference — BookCon 2016 — where I signed 200 copies of B9M in the Sourcebooks Booth.

Arriving at BookCon 2016!

Arriving at BookCon 2016!

The amazing Sourcebooks booth.

The amazing Sourcebooks booth.

Boy, 9, Missing signing!

Boy, 9, Missing signing!

Books, books, books!

Books, books, books!

Thank you for stopping by!!

Characters

I care.

It’s 9:24 p.m., and I’m on my couch watching a television show. Doesn’t even matter which one. I know they’re actors. I know they’re reading lines. But I care.

I care about the “I’d totally be best friends with her” MC, and I understand her decisions, good and bad. I care about her obnoxious boss with the not-so-hidden soft side. I care about vulnerable dreamy guy number one, and awkward but hot romantic option number two. I care about the stern yet sensitive best friend. I even care about the annoyingly one-note coworker.

The show’s concept and plot are awesome, but it’s the characters that have me coming back. I’m racing through the online commercial breaks and feeling sadder and sadder as the episode comes to a close. I’m watching and re-watching scenes because of the way that one character said “Isn’t it?” at just the right time, in just the right way. I’m caring. I’m investing myself in a world that I can’t have anymore, at least not until next week.