Who are the Stiletto Gang?
The Stiletto Gang is a group blog full of traditional and indie published romance and mystery authors talking about writing, life, and how hard it is to find a new way to kill someone. Each day of the week features a new author. We keep our monthly blogging schedule posted in the sidebar. and we invite you to follow us on Facebook and/or sign up for daily blog alerts.
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/in Uncategorized/by Julie MulhernLooking for a book? Truth is the back up of e-books on my reader boggles the mind. Thank heavens I bought all those as yet unread books digitally. If they were in print, there would be no room in our house for people. That said, I continue to buy books. Friends’ books. Recommended books. Books […]
Sales Attacks
/in Uncategorized/by Linda Rodriguezby Linda Rodriguez My late first husband, who died fourteen years ago, still receives mail at my house—though we were divorced for fifteen years before he died. If he were alive, he would be old enough for Medicare. Suddenly, missives from various insurance providers (almost none with identification of the firm involved) are hitting my […]
The Best Job: Telling Stories
/in Uncategorized/by The Stiletto GangBy Sparkle Abbey We have the best job! We’re storytellers. Not only that, we’ve been blessed recently with readers who have taken the time to email or tell us in person about their experiences in reading our books. One lovely reader shared that she got through an illness abroad ship with our first three books […]
Linda Rodriquez’ book, Plotting the Character Driven Novel Review by Juliana Aragon Fatula
/in Uncategorized/by The Stiletto GangOne of the first writers to reach out to welcome me was the mystery writer, Linda Rodriquez. We met many years ago, at AWP in Denver, Colorado and she kept in touch via social media. She invited me to join the Stiletto Gang last year and I began blogging about being a writer. My excitement after […]
Planting the Seeds of Reading and Writing
/in Uncategorized/by The Stiletto GangBy Kimberly Jayne When I was eight, I was a third-grade student at Desert View Elementary. My teacher was a tiny elderly woman in her eighties. Mrs. Hawkins was sweet and welcoming and, because of her, I looked forward to going to school. I adored her. It was 1963, a year that changed America, and […]