E.C. Sheedy

WE GO WHERE OUR FASCINATIONS LEAD US

WE GO WHERE OUR FASCINATIONS LEAD US

Writers are often asked, “Where do you get your ideas?” The question will elicit a different answer from every writer. But I’m guessing the subtext to the myriad replies would be something like, “I get my ideas from my fascinations.” We all have fascinations; they’re definitely not restricted to writers—we just tend to blab about them in a public forum,… Read more →

It Happens at Midnight - a Pen Warriors Anthology

It Happens at Midnight – a Pen Warriors Anthology

A few years ago, at one of  Pen Warriors’ Red Door retreats, we decided to challenge ourselves by writing a serial novel. I forget which one of us– No, delete that. The author gets to play God, and I’m telling this tale, so I’ll pretend I remember exactly how this unfolded. The goal of the serial novel was to have fun… Read more →

WRITER AND READER, SHARING THE POWER OF E

WRITER AND READER, SHARING THE POWER OF E

Readers don’t owe writers a damn thing. That has to be perfectly clear. Writers write because they want to, are compelled to, or can’t find a proper day job. That said, the majority of writers want to have their work, if not universally loved, at the very least read.  But all that wanting and needing holds no sway with a… Read more →

THE LURE OF THE KICK-ASS HEROINE

THE LURE OF THE KICK-ASS HEROINE

Sometimes I get confused about what a kick-ass heroine really is. Especially in the world of romance writing. I too often associate them with weapons, sarcasm, profanity, revenge, and pointy-toed stilettoes directed toward male butts. I don’t necessarily see kick-ass as a certified synonym for power and courage. Sometimes it’s more like female apes beating their breasts. Ouch! On the… Read more →

EARTHQUAKES AND THE VALUE OF WORK

EARTHQUAKES AND THE VALUE OF WORK

It wasn’t possible to write anything this week without thinking about Japan and the horrifying aftereffects of its 9.0 earthquake and ensuing tsunami. I hadn’t processed their catastrophe before fighter jets were sent streaking across Libya. As always, when these conflicts and disasters strike in countries far from home, I say: there but for fate’s fickle shaking hand go I…. Read more →