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Category Archives: Molly Weatherfield

Little Boosts to the Ego — with Early Valentine’s Day Wishes

Though I have to confess to some astonished, delighted chortling over the fact that used copies of Carrie’s Story are selling (at least as I write) for as much as $193 at viaLibri.net (a URL for online used bookselling that brings together 20,000 vendors including ABEBooks and A Libris) — diehard Molly Weatherfield readers weathering [...]

Ease and Expertise: Meet Carol Queen

As for measure and other technical apparatus, that’s just common sense: if you’re going to buy a pair of pants you want them to be tight enough so everyone will want to go to bed with you. — from “Personism: A Manifesto,” by the poet Frank O’Hara I was going to begin this post by [...]

There Will be Eating and Schmoozing, and You’re Invited

I used the DearAuthor quote for the bookparty invitation I emailed out this week. Sorry if you didn’t receive a personal copy — you might not be on my mailing list, which can easily be remedied by signing up here. In any case, if you’re in the San Francisco Bay Area and you’re free this [...]

Extra (Thursday) Post: What Gives?

Preparatory to the workshop Janet Mullany and I’ll be giving at RWA National next week on Writing the Hot Historical, the chore (or the labor of love) I’ve set myself is to review my thought on erotic writing and decide what of it will be most helpful to writers of hot historical romance. Plus, I’ve [...]

A Happy Beginning, the Next Stage of the Journey: Two Friends Set out Together

So what’s next, you might ask? You mean after I finally, tardily, retrofit the In-the-Works page on this website to announce the November publication of The Edge of Impropriety? And after I help update the workshop Janet Mullany and I will be giving at RWA National this July about Writing the Hot Historical (leaving time, [...]

The Bronx is Up and So am I

Travelers’ advisory, gleaned from our week-long New York City vacation: the mojito they sell at the cafe on the roof of the Metropolitan Museum of Art is quite good and stronger than you’d expect. Which is one reason I was ditzed and silly yesterday. The second being that I’m still pinching myself about my erotic [...]