by Gayle LyndsThis morning I looked away from my email and told my husband, “I’m in spam hell.” A tiny exaggeration, but perhaps you know what I mean. Enough already! For...
WHAT DO YOU DO IF YOU’RE IN SPAM HELL?
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WHAT’S A WRITER WITH A CONCUSSION TO DO? FOREST BATHE!
Here I am in a patch of beautiful forest ferns, surrounded by towering oaks, birches, maples, & pines. By Gayle LyndsThe writer's mind can be a wondrous thing – methodical and whiz-bang creative, able to leap from tall idea into exciting research and a day of writing that may leave one...
Head Bonk = No ThrillerFest. Damn.
First ThrillerFest, 2006, Scottsdale, AZ by Gayle LyndsWhile many of my author friends are in New York this week enjoying the fun, the books, and the writerly wisdom of ThrillerFest, I’m at home in Maine nursing a bonked head. In fact, I probably have a mild concussion. More about that...
My Weird & Wonderful Dad – an Artist
My dad, wearing conventional clothesby Gayle Hallenbeck LyndsMy father, Paul Hallenbeck, was weird. When I was a kid, I didn’t understand why. Years later, I finally figured it out. God help him, he was an artist.At six feet nine inches tall, you couldn’t miss him. He had...
MY 3 DAYS WITH A KGB COLONEL … or was he?
Julian Semyonov, Dennis, and I in the barby Gayle LyndsHave you ever spent time drinking, talking, and brain-storming with a KGB colonel? Maybe Julian Semyonov wasn’t a colonel. Maybe he wasn’t even KGB. Maybe he was “just” the most popular Soviet detective novelist of his...
A MOTHER’S DAY SALUTE TO SOME OF OUR FAVORITE ROGUE WOMEN
A couple of weeks ago, the Rogues mentioned that we planned to honor some of the special Rogue Women in our lives. We all have one—a mother, grandmother, favorite aunt, or someone who has touched us in some way. We had hoped that some of our Readers might share. Instead, several of the...
CAN “GIRLS” WRITE INTERNATIONAL THRILLERS?
Here I am at the first ThrillerFest By Gayle LyndsIgnorance is bliss, or so we’re told. Personally, I find ignorance is also destiny. I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to write international thrillers. No one told me. Who would’ve thought! I loved them. My...
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, DO YOU CURSE?: 6 Reasons Science Says It May Be Good for You
I'm worried about this one's blood pressure.By Gayle LyndsIf someone whacked your toe with a hammer, would you yell, “Golly darn!,” or swear like the proverbial sailor? All my life I've heard that those who cuss have lower IQs, or at least lesser vocabularies. And anyone who uses...
HOW TO SATISFY YOUR CURIOSITY WITHOUT GOING MAD
Tidy piles begging to be sorted. Figure about 1,000 pages.By Gayle LyndsHow do you feel about research? I love it. I really do. Except when I’ve collected an overabundance of clippings and printouts of articles and stories. Why do I do that? In the first place, I’m...
IT’S THE MORNING AFTER CHRISTMAS, & I’M UP EARLY
Happy Christmas morning here in Maine, after opening gifts Greetings from Gayle Lynds. It’s the morning after Christmas at our house, and peace reigns. Such excitement yesterday, with children and grandchildren and mouth-watering food and laughing and opening of gifts. Favorites...
