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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.
“What Writing Means to Me” By Kathleen Donnelly
/in Uncategorized/by Paula BensonI had the privilege of meeting Kathleen this year at Killer Nashville and was in the audience when she gave this inspiring speech as she accepted the Lisa Jackson scholarship, which allowed her to attend the conference. After hearing her speak with such eloquence about the gift of writing, I asked if I could share […]
A Room of My Own
/in Uncategorized/by Linda Rodriguezby Linda Rodriguez This holiday season is a time of excitement for me. I am about to get that room of my own that Virginia Woolf warned all women must have to write: “A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.” How can this be, you […]
What a Difference a Year Makes
/in Uncategorized/by Kay KendallBy Kay Kendall Last December my husband and I were running an endurance test. He underwent three months of daily radiation treatment plus chemo for his neck cancer. This understandably obliterated the entire holiday season. Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s. Everything. By my birthday around Valentine’s Day, he was beginning to feel a tiny bit better. […]
What Have you Done or Are Doing for the Holidays?
/in Uncategorized/by The Stiletto GangChristmas is coming at our house. Since I’ve gotten old, our celebrations have changed a lot. In days gone by, I, along with my children, and later grandkids, decorated a big tree and every corner of the living room. Now, my decorations are minimal–for two reasons. 1. I’m old and the kids have grown up […]
Falling in love with Dylan Thomas
/in Uncategorized/by Julie MulhernOne night, very soon, I will escape to the living room with a glass of wine. The lights on the Christmas tree will glimmer and I will turn on the CD player. No music. At least not music as my teenagers understand it. I will listen to Dylan Thomas recite A Child’s Christmas in Wales. […]