The trouble with blogging comes from rereading old posts.
I know this doesn’t bode well for a novelist to say, but sometimes I find myself pathetically honest and honestly pathetic. Take yesterday’s post, for instance. Definitely falls under the Pathetic category. I couldn’t come up with anything else to do but movies, books, or TV?
Good news for you readers though: My books are not about myself, they’re about made up characters with made up problems and lives.
You will find them believable. Honest.