Kate's Blog
Is Writing a Novel like Crafting a Quilt?
As the temperature dips and autumn makes way for winter, I often think of quilts as I snuggle into bed at night to read. I notice more and more novels with the word quilt in their title and the theme of quilting weaving its way through the story. I wrote one of those...
The Divine Secrets of the Whoopie Pie Sisters | Guest Post by Pam Jarrell
Please welcome my guest author, Pam Jarrell.It’s a chilly Fall morning here in West Virginia and I am excited that I do not have to rush through anything…yet. And I am equally excited (and honored) to be guest blogging for Kate Lloyd. Kate has asked that I share “My”...
Muddied Water
We city-dwellers are a dependent group. Several days ago, a large water main burst in our section of town, spewing liquid like a geyser and filling the parking lot of a nearby shopping center. I watched the chaotic scene unfold on a local TV news program-probably...
Fatal Deduction | Guest Post by Gayle Roper
Please welcome my guest author, Gayle Roper. A while ago I was talking with my editor about my next book, and she said, “We’re loaded with small town settings. How about an urban locale for your next book?” Yikes, I thought. I am so not urban! I live in the middle of...
Over the Hill?
I sat enthralled watching the 1940 black-and-white movie “Rebecca” on TV recently. The novel Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier is a favorite. I usually prefer books over movies hands down, but the film, produced by David O. Selznick and directed by Alfred Hitchcock, was...
Falling in Love with Your Characters | Guest Post by Patrick E. Craig
Please welcome my guest author, Patrick E. Craig.A good storyteller takes a fine story and places it in a setting peppered with enough accurate details to satisfy a native son. Then he peoples it with characters so real we keep thinking we see them walking down the...
Feeling Peevish?
For the first time since I was a child I own no pets. Not a dog, cat, or even a goldfish. And believe me, I’ve had plenty. As a child, I was always begging for more furry or feathered friends, and my parents indulged me. There were few city-style pets I didn't own....
Blown and Tossed by the Wind | Guest Post by Melanie Dobson
Please welcome my guest author, Melanie Dobson. Twenty years ago I graduated from college in Virginia, ready to embark on a career in journalism. I began sending out dozens of resumes to newspapers across the country, but instead of landing a job, a stack of rejection...
