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Fake News at Its Finest

Life has a way of putting me in my place. I had grand intentions to post weekly, and three months later....

So I think it's great that people are talking about fake news these days, because fake news is at the heart of Off the Record. I have a sleezeball paparazzo named Derrick Fuchs (it looks like a swear word, but it's pronounced 'fooks,' a purposeful play on words to immediately show what a douche nozzle he is) in the novel. He writes his articles based on the latest gossip without really caring who he hurts or how much of it is made up. I haven't decided yet if the reader gets to meet him, but the excerpt today is the first article we see from him. Enjoy!


Off the Record

It's been awhile, hasn't it? I'd love to say I've been busy writing all the things and being fabulous, but I can't. My absence involved needy kids and surgery because I'm a klutz. But that's ok! Because I'm back and I have a new novel about half done. It's called Off the Record, part of the Love Rocks anthology, and I love the premise: the story of a rocker girl named Devi who becomes like Kelly Clarkson famous, told intermittently through her own eyes and articles by people who cover her. I need motivate myself to finish, so every week I'm going to post some of it here.


So here you go: a snippet from Chapter 1!

#cleanreads and the death of common sense

Twitter is a great place for righteous indignation and manufactured controversy. It also happens to be the best place for me to engage and interact with readers, so I'm there frequently. Yesterday I noticed some fellow authors loudly defending a publisher which only accepts "clean" submissions, so I went to Twitter to follow the hashtag # cleanreads to see what the big deal was.

Quick summary: a gay man was offended that this publisher (who uses #cleanreads to promote their books) doesn't accept submissions including gay story lines or characters. 
Much butt hurt and cyber bullying followed, on both sides. The man at the center of the firestorm was reasonable and kind in explaining his position. He seems like a truly decent human who felt strongly about something. I hope my post about why I think he's wrong shows the same restraint and respect.
 He gives the hashtag and the discrimination he feels he has suffered too much power because he thinks this publisher is…

We nerd well

What did we do as a family yesterday? Rube Goldberg. We rube goldberged the crap out of your average Rube Goldberg project. I'm the mom who insists that my kids do their own homework and projects. Nobody did my homework back in the day, and I'm not doing anyone else's. 
To answer your question, no I didn't do my kid's project. I helped, and that's why the day rocked hard.
We spent the day brainstorming, planning, testing, and moving things around until she found a design that actually popped the balloon (the end goal.) We helped her figure out which simple machines would work. And in the end, she managed to pull a lever which released weights, which pulled up a balloon full of baking soda up to dump into a coke bottle full of vinegar at one end while releasing a steel ball at the other. While the chemical reaction in the bottle filled the balloon with air, the ball went down two tracks, into another bottle, transferred to an inclined plane with switchbacks, and h…

One of Those Days

Have you ever had one of those days where you feel worthless? Lost and alone? Like nothing you ever say or do will matter to anyone?
I'm having that day. I struggle with anxiety and depression, and today is just one of those times where it kind of overtakes me. So if you're having that day, know you're not alone. When I feel like that, I take stock of the beautiful things in my life, like my daughters. Good books. Lifelong friendships. Chocolate. My obnoxious and hilarious family. A roof over my head. Tylenol for those raging headaches. The beach. 
I don't know what you're thankful for, but make your list. Don't let those feelings of worthlessness take over. It's not you--you are wonderful. It's our brain chemistry messing with us. 
Make your list and repeat it like a mantra. Give all the bad feels the finger. Find joy. Seek medical help if you need to, because this is nothing to be ashamed of. Your happiness is worth fighting for. 

Jumping on the Bandwagon

I live in one of maybe four states that doesn't do a lottery. When the jackpot jumps over a billion, what's a girl to do? Well, she finishes her writerly stuff in the morning and takes a quick day trip to the next state over so she can wait in line with the rest of the world to buy a little hope. The pic below was taken from the rest area about 3/4 of the way there. (I drink a lot of Diet Coke and have a crazy small bladder). The view is not too shabby, I think. 
If I win a billion dollars, I won't share it with anyone. Because rich people are rude and selfish, right? I'll remember you all fondly as I look down on you and roll around naked in all my money.