Where are you in that icon?
Oh, I can see how you would have to ask, since mostly people differentiate me from others by thinking of me as the pale one. But I'm the one on the left.
(Seriously, Rosicrucian Park, San Jose. Other pictures here and here.)
We want....information. And by "we" it's me and some friendly stuffed animals of m...hey, out of sp
You and your stuffed animals will just have to resort to e-mail if you want to know where the secret documents are in any kind of specifics. Also you will have to avoid the oil slicks and the rockets from my car, which is a nearly-nine-year-old Saturn with automatic transmission, because my spy skills are just that sneaky.
How many novels have you written?
Err. Eleven, by the most generous count, which markgritter insists that I use. (If the question was "how many books?", he insists that the answer is 14, since the three books I wrote as contract-work and do not own the rights to are, in fact, books I wrote. I guess.) Two before college, which were destroyed a year after writing each of them. Of the remaining nine, two are not yet revised enough to show people (but I'm working on it), one is essentially trunked, and six are either hoping to gather editorial interest in various locations or waiting for the editorial interest to make up its mind or have the time to deal with them or do those other fine things editorial interest does. The other methods of breakdown of the nine that count to me (sorry, dear) are five YA and four adult, or else two SF and seven fantasy, or else six stand-alone and three sequels.
The idea here seems to be that I will write the best books I can and revise them as best I can and send them out -- and then keep writing while I wait. Since none of the expressions of editorial interest have come with less than a two-year wait so far, I have attempted to file that stuff into the category "stuff I can't directly control," look for an agent, and keep going. Persistence R Us.