“Maximum Trouble started off with a bang and the action and excitement kept pouring in page after page. The suspense had me on the edge of my seat just waiting for more. There was non-stop action from beginning to end. I could just see the whole thing playing out in my head like a movie. I can’t wait to read more about Maxi and her adventures.”
My sixth novel is finally released and available on all platforms. It is crazy to think that this whole creative ride came about because I got bored during business travel.
And this latest project was written because my massage therapist wanted more of Maxi and Zach. Just crazy…
Oh, and did a mention there is (or will be) a Maximum Trilogy? Maximum Something will be coming soon (I promised my M.T. the next will be ready in less than 5 years).
Until then, please enjoy Maximum Mayhem.
I can’t believe five years have passed since you first met Zack Brady and Maxi Malone! The inspiration for my second book started with a friend running late and out of boredom, me eavesdropping on the conversation on the next stool at a local dive bar.
Maximum Trouble came about in a bit different fashion.
My massage therapist (everyone should have one – especially if you are subjected to migraines…) wasn’t ready to give up Zack and Maxi. She insisted that there must be more to their story. “You can’t leave them in happily for now land.”
I have trouble with endings. I can write an entire book, 60,000+ words, and then write another dozen endings. I never feel like I get it right. Happily, ever after is too sappy. Happily, for now too temporary. In between too I am so done with this!
I think you understand. As a reader I feel ripped off if the ending is too simple. I try really hard not to do that to you.
Anyway, I listened to my MT, looked at a few vacation pictures from Aruba, visualized the boat off the coast, and the rest, well the rest is Maximum Trouble.
And here’s the best part, well for you, for me it is a lot more work… There is a third book with Zack and Maxi on the way! No title, only Maximum Something. Maybe around 6,000+ words in a very, very rough draft, yet the last in the trilogy is coming soon (keep in mind it took five years to get Maximum Trouble).
Maximum Trouble is available at a few places now yet I will do a big IT’S HERE hoopla thingie within the next week.
Thank you to San Fransisco Review of Books for their fabulous look at Uncle Neddy’s Funeral! Click here to read.
This week’s creative is young, talented, a writer to watch, and she happens to be my niece. Amanda has been published in several literary magazines along with a study gig writing for Courthouse News and Westword. Her talents extend beyond the writer into translating and editing. Here is her creative process:
“If you haven’t written a word since your last school assignment, you probably think writing is a magical thing that happens to a few gifted people with great grammar. Truth is, I would be lost without spell check and muses are a lot like lightening, if you’re waiting to be struck, you’re probably still waiting.
My process is slow and tedious and involves countless hours of going back and crossing out whatever I finally managed to write down.
On a good day, I’ll wake up a good hour or two before everyone else in the house, make a French press, and get to it. On a bad day, I sleep in and spend the afternoon lying to myself about how I will make up for it later then inevitably go to bed early.
For me, the two most important parts of the story are the ending and the twist. Without those, my character is all dressed up with nowhere to go. In the case of “Two Soups for Table Eight,” I began with the idea that I wanted to write something that might be seen differently on the second reading—either Jean’s a bored waiter with a big imagination or he really is a reporter. I also wanted to capture that angst of being stuck at a day job, when you (feel like you) have more important things to do.
I try to put some truth in every story and challenge myself to experiments with new techniques.
I figure if I keep grinding away like this, the muse just might strike day and I will be ready for it with a kite and a key.”