Lif Strand began writing fiction when she was a kid. Nobody read her stories. A former Arabian horse breeder and endurance racer, then reporter and freelance white paper writer, Lif lives in a straw bale house off-the-grid and writes fiction once more--or at least whenever she’s not scooping horse poop, taking photos, or playing with fabric art.
Tomorrow and Saturday I’ll be at the first annual Artists & Authors Expo at the Dome in Eagar AZ. I’m bringing a big box of Dark Green in hardcover and paperback, plus previously published books of mine. Hope to see lots of people there, and it wouldn’t make me feel… Continue reading →
First thing this morning I saw the email snippet line of a review of Dark Green: Thank you for giving us the opportunity to review your book. Uh oh. I had a schedule today. If I read the review I might be late. If I read the review I might… Continue reading →
I have been diligently promoting Dark Green on social media and I’ve paid for Dark Green promo as well, but is it doing any good? Hard to tell. People say they’re buying books but when I check the sales numbers I think what people mean is that they’re planning to… Continue reading →
I got the page with links to a couple of my short stories back up. Stories & stuff. Check it out. I’ll let you know when I get more stories posted.
Seriously. My website was working just fine one day, then a week later when I went to post to my blog — and without me doing anything to it — the whole site was kaflooie (that’s a technical term). First let me say THANK YOU… for nothing, GoDaddy techs. All… Continue reading →
Bear with me while I 1) panic 2) deny 3) rant and rage 4) try to get someone else to fix it 5) get totally depressed 6) resign myself to fixing it myself