Hello there! Thank you so much for checking out my author page on Goodreads! I've been a writer for a very long time, try three-plus decades. Most of that time was spent writing marketing copy, advertisements, radio copy, and travel articles. Easy Peasy. Give me a topic and I'll whip something out no problem. However, when I decided to write a novel, I had no idea what to write about. I thought and thought until my brain began to hurt. Finally, I gave up and focused on introspection through meditation. But that pesky thought of writing a novel cropped up in my mind-clearing moments, and as the gurus advised, I pushed it away—like put it on an imaginary log and sent it floating down my imaginary river. One Saturday morning, I awoke from a dead sleep with The Summerlands playing as a movie in my head. I shot up, grabbed some coffee (okay, a lot of coffee), and began typing. My husband, Cerphe (a cool radio guy who's interviewed countless cool people) says he's never seen anyone type so fast in his life. He was kind enough to throw me snacks and power walk out of the room as I typed out that first draft. I’ve heard of songwriters “downloading” entire songs from the collective, the ethereal stream of information that rides the in-between spaces, the dark matter of the universe. I remember thinking how cool that was and wondering what that would be like. Singer-songwriter Tom Waits says that when an idea for a song comes out of the blue like that, his job is to do what it takes to get it down. If he’s driving, he pulls over. If he’s sleeping, he jumps up and scribbles it down. If he doesn’t react right away, the song goes on to someone else…like Tom Petty, maybe. (Goodness, I miss Tom Petty. He’s mentioned in the book and yes, I cried when I wrote that scene.) Chris Martin of Coldplay (who Cerphe has also interviewed because my hubby is insanely cool) has a similar theory. I’ve heard him say, “You know, wherever songs come from,” and “I don’t write songs, I receive them.” Those are just two of the soundbites he uses to sanely describe content received in a mystical way. But I notice he usually looks up or waves a hand at the ceiling when he says it. Uh, huh, Chris Martin, I see you… Taking part in this phenomenon is one of the most remarkable experiences of my life, and I will be forever grateful. If you check out The Summerlands, my debut novel, or the recently published The Demon Dagger, please let me know what you think. And keep in touch. I’d love to hear from you! Happy Reading, Susan