When people ask about my “writing process,” I long to give them the kind of answers I've heard from other writers. Things like, “I rise before dawn, eat a slice of whole-wheat bread with organic fig jam, and write for two hours. Then I take up my duties as a state...
"Wanted: Assistant Editor for two retail magazines,” read the ad in the San Francisco Chronicle. It was the mid-1970s, I was in my mid-twenties, and I figured that if a job involved putting words on paper, I could do it. But would the editor agree? It didn’t seem...
So you want to be a girl sleuth? Good for you! There are worse ambitions. I was never any good at sleuthing myself, but I think I can help you in a few easy steps. First, are you a girl? Or a boy who identifies as a girl? If you’re a boy who identifies as a boy, “girl...