How do you feel about the white stuff? Is it the grand majesty of nature or a cruel joke perpetrated by prevailing winds and an uncaring sun? CHRIS GOFF Love it! I am definitely a four season rogue. My favorite are the first snows...
by Gayle Lynds82nd Airborne, Forward Operating Base, Afghanistan, Thanksgiving 2007Years ago during the Vietnam War, I wanted to thank my friends fighting overseas by sending care packages of Thanksgiving cookies and pumpkin bread that I baked. It’d be a taste of home, I thought, and surely...
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...
A great first line can be the difference between choosing to read a book or put it back on the shelf. The Rogues share their favorite first lines from beloved books. See if you can match the line with the book cover. Then tell us your favorite first line. Gayle LYNDS"It is cold at 6:40 in the...
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...
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 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...
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 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...
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...
