The First Blog Post

Welcome to my new blog! This is exciting! I love having the opportunity to connect with readers. I love Twitter as well, but sometimes you just can't say what you want to say in 140 characters or less. And as anyone who knows me can attest, I have many positive character traits, but brevity is not one of them.

In this first blog post, I want to tell you how the Alice Worth series got its start.

I've been an avid urban fantasy reader for more than a decade. My first UF book was Dead Witch Walking by Kim Harrison, the first novel in her fantastic Rachel Morgan/The Hollows series. I didn't know much about the genre at the time, other than the covers of UF books always looked fun and fascinating. I saw the cover of the mass-market paperback (a redheaded woman in a sexy leather miniskirt, a pair of handcuffs tucked at the small of her back) and knew I had to know who this woman was.

I started reading DWW and was instantly hooked. You might say that series was my gateway drug to what would become one of my favorite genres.

I loved everything about UF from the beginning: the imaginative storylines, the fantastic world-building, the strong and fearless heroines, the powerful villains, the sexy love interests--what's not to love? No damsels in distress here! Rachel Morgan, Jane Yellowrock, Mercy Thompson, Kate Daniels, Anita Blake, Meg Corbyn, Jade Crow, MacKayla Lane, Charley Davidson, Dorina Basarab, Cat Crawfield...these women don't need rescuing. They're strong, passionate, fearless, and looking for trouble--just my kind of girl.

And so, having been something of a part-time writer all my life (until years of grad school and then a career as a college English professor left me with no free time to write), I inevitably started coming up with my own ideas for the first series I wanted to write.

It began with a single line that popped into my head one day as I sat on my porch, drinking coffee: The first time Moses Murphy's granddaughter killed on his orders, she was six years old.

That was it: the line that launched the entire series. Alice popped into my head nearly fully formed, as characters sometimes do: her tormented childhood, her desperate run from Moses, her search for peace and redemption far away from the man who'd tormented her since she was four.

Her real name isn't Alice, of course; that's the identity she has now. Do I know her real name? Of course, but for now, that's a secret. More about that in a later post. For now, you can call her Alice.