1st BOOKS is hosted by MEG WAITE CLAYTON
I hope you’ll be inspired by
- Allison Winn Scotch: Moving the Other Way, from Traditional Publishing to Indie Author
- 11 Bits of Wisdom from Doris Lessing, On Reading, Writing, and Life
- Harriet Scott Chessman: The Beauty of Ordinary Things
- Sara J. Henry: Learning to …
- Ellen Kirschman: Delusional, Perhaps with a Touch of Grandiosity
You might also enjoy my husband's blog, The Dad App
Guest Posting on 1st Books
I don't review books on 1st Books, but I do host traditionally-published author guest posts to coincide with new book releases, as space allows. If you're interested, contact me through this page, and please include the title, publisher, and publication date.
I recognize the market is changing and many fine books are self-published these days, but due to volume considerations, at the moment I'm only hosting authors who publish with traditional publishers.
Category Archives: Meg’s Posts
Writing Advice and Inspiration from Elmore Leonard (1925 – 2013): #10. Try to leave out the part that readers tend to skip.
I heard on NPR this morning that Elmore Leonard passed away, and immediately thought of his wonderfully funny – and simply wonderful – 10 Tips for Writers. What I didn’t know until I read it in his obituary in The … Continue reading
One true story I perhaps shouldn’t admit: The original title for my first novel, The Language of Light, was “Emma.” My dear friend and mentor Madeleine Mysko - whose early support gave me confidence to keep going on the novel – … Continue reading
Wordsworth and his brother were walking in the English Lakes in late 1799 with fellow poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge when they came upon the modest Dove Cottage in Grasmere. He and his sister Dorothy moved in just weeks later. Although he lived … Continue reading
“The fells are never twice alike.” – Beatrix Potter, from a February 28, 1938 letter to Josephine Banner One of the loveliest ways to spend a day – or many days – in the English Lakes is to hike, and … Continue reading
“Some of the walls were four feet thick, and there used to be queer noises inside them, as if there might be a little secret staircase. Certainly there were odd little jagged doorways in the wainscot, and things disappeared at … Continue reading