Carmen Fox REPRESENTATION MATTERS – Fiction without boundaries I’m white, have no major disability to speak of, I don’t belong to any religion, and I’m as straight as a ruler. What do I know about diversity, right? I have never been stopped for driving while being black, haven’t had the… Continue reading
I’m moving from Mailchimp to Mailerlite, so if you’re a subscriber, be looking for an email with the new links. If you’re not a subscriber, this would be a good time to stick your address in, as I’ll be revamping the entire system with new features, like book recommendations.
My sincerest apologies, readers, but it is 10:40 PM and I am experiencing technical difficulties, and I don’t have the time to sort them adequately. Believe me, I am working on it, but I have to contend with wait time between emails with tech support and with the general life… Continue reading
Golly, I seem to have missed two whole Tuesdays in a row! Terribly sorry. In my defense, it was prep week, then first week of classes, plus gearing up for… (tada!) the release of Part 1 of No Cage for a Crow! Why, yes, it’s out, now. So I guess I… Continue reading
An excellent weekend, my friends, and the first opportunity I’ve had to sell The Mora and The Siren at a convention. There was a mad Tom Baker, the requisite Deadpool, two magnificent villainesses, and… some Hammer guy. I hear he’s a real jerk. One last day! Here goes.
I’m back! From where, you ask? Well, let me tell you. The flight into Heathrow was uneventful. The Minion, the Mother, and I landed, retrieved luggage, made it through customs, and were transported to the hotel in good time to meet our marvelous tour director. The hotel, the Queen’s Gate, is… Continue reading
Again, I’ve had the opportunity to write an article for Reading in the Borderlands – this time addressing the quality and prestige of children’s literature.
A post I contributed to Reading in the Borderlands
In Flanders’ fields, the poppies blow, and we who walk among them know that here men fought, and bravely died with equal courage, side by side; the lark has overcome the crow. We touch the Dead in memory – embrace them through the century. The earth enshrines their valiant hearts… Continue reading