Friday, October 30, 2015
As my son, daughter-in-law and I walked around, I spotted a tree that had been struck by lightning. I knew that was what happened as I have a tree in my yard that was struck during Hurricane Ivan in 2004 that has similar scarring. I took pictures of the tree and then walked to the other side and noticed a gravestone that seemed too close to the tree. Way too close.
As I was looking at it, a docent came over and told us the story about the young man, Caleb Pickman, (22 yrs old) buried there. He was killed by a lightning strike on July 4, 1737. The tree was small and intact when he was buried there. Over the years since then, it has been struck five times.
The third picture down shows the back of the grave and just how close the tree was to his resting spot. Poor guy couldn't even get away from danger in death, could he?
I've got a lot of cool ideas on how to use this tree in stories. Does the tale or the setting inspire the writer in you?
So, anyone who tells you lightning never strikes twice in the same place is fibbing. :)
Wednesday, October 28, 2015
Monday, October 26, 2015
July 2016, FULL HEAT, A Brothers of Mayhem novel
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Monday, October 19, 2015
Susan Sierra is a historical and contemporary romance writer. She loves books and old letters, adores her dog and family, and has a deep and committed love affair with coffee. She spent time as an undergraduate studying (having fun) in Mexico, went on to work for a large regional magazine as a copyeditor, and then decided that she hadn’t tortured herself enough in life...so she went to graduate school. After many years, she walked away with a PhD and an unhealthy relationship with Charles Dickens. She hopes to complete her first full-length novel in 2015. FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER!
Friday, October 16, 2015
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
--instead of writing the holiday story I promised my editor,
--instead of doing my laundry,
--instead of writing the blog post for the Romance Magicians blog,
--instead of creating cute octopus lollipops for the Southern Magic Readers Luncheon, and
--instead of finishing the day job project that has to be done BEFORE I get on the plane to Baltmore..
I'm watching videos on YouTube.
Here's hoping your week is stress-free with moments of beauty and art in which all you get are compliments about your children, your writing genius, and how intelligent you are, with the occasional comment about how beautiful you are in and out.
And if you get a moment cross your fingers for me that I get a little of that, too.
See you when I return!
Aidee Ladnier, an award-winning author of speculative fiction, began writing at twelve years old but took a hiatus to be a magician’s assistant, ride in hot air balloons, produce independent movies, collect interesting shoes, fold origami, send ping pong balls into space, and amass a secret file with the CIA. A lover of genre fiction, it has been a lifelong dream of Aidee's to write both romance and erotica with a little science fiction, fantasy, mystery, or the paranormal thrown in to add a zing.
Friday, October 09, 2015
Wednesday, October 07, 2015
My point is, the average romance reader is unlikely to spot historical inaccuracies in a historical romance novel. HOWEVER, there is a large contingent of Regency romance fans out there who have spent years reading this genre and can spot a historical inaccuracy like a mother-in-law can spot a speck of dust on the table you just spent five hours polishing. And their reaction can make that mother-in-law in full meltdown look like Mother Theresa visiting an orphanage. A Regency author lives in fear of ...
The only thing worse than a devout Regency reader having you in the cross hairs is a fellow Regency writer having you in theirs. A couple of rappers Twitter-bashing over song lyrics is a walk in the park. We Regency writers have turned the Research Wars into a blood sport. How many times have you heard of a RWA Chapter Forum devoting two days to arguing over whether chamber pots were present in Regency era dining rooms? They were, by the way, and men thought nothing of getting up from the table and using them - USUALLY behind a screen, but still in the same room. And you thought frat boys had a corner on EWWWW behavior.
With all of these people chasing an author down like the villagers after Dr. Frankenstein, the question is, exactly how historically accurate does a historical romance have to be? A romance novel that reads like a history book is not likely to attract many readers who are looking for a smoldering romance, some hot sex, a couple of balls and some carriage rides. And lest anyone forgets...