Okay so it looks like I fell off the planet. Promise - I'm still here. The last two years have been ... hard. There's no other word for it. Everything is fine. I'm fine, but I've been the caregiver of my Mother-in-law and now I'm taking care of my mom. Between her needs, work, etc I seem to have lost control of my time. I am still writing and have made a few hard decisions.

I pulled my books from Mundania and have decided to to try to sell them through other publishers. I'm happy to say the 1st three books I sold to HSWF (now owned by Mundania) have been picked up by Melange Books and will be released through their Satin Books imprint. The rest I'm still working on.

I'll probably still be sporadic. Unless I win the lottery and can hire someone to help me I can't avoid it, but know I'm still here still working hard in the background and am hoping to do better at keeping my blog alive.

Barb:)


Tink...tink...tink...anyone out there? Hi! I'm Barbara Donlon Bradley - Author - editor and slightly crazy - ask anyone in my family. I hope to use this blog to talk about writing, editing and whatever pops in my head. Hope you enjoy.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Random Thoughts: Where do those ideas come from?

People are funny when they learn you're a writer. The most asked question I get is how I come up with the ideas. Especially when they learn I write SF/Futuristic and Fantasy erotic romance. I can't help but grin.

Mine come from so many places. Some come from dreams. That's where the Vespian Way Series came from. I've had scenes just pop into my head at the weirdest times. My book A Quest for Love came into being because of a scene that attacked me while I was in the shower.

Some authors get their inspiration from the people around them. As a writer we don't mean to eavesdrop in on conversations but it happens and sometimes you hear the darndest things that can spark an idea.

We writers play the what if game. We drive by a house that looks spooky and ask what if my heroine moves into this house where crazy things happen and she thinks it's haunted but find out it's the neighbor's dog that is causing all the trouble. We overhear conversations at the mall and wonder what if two husbands waiting for their wives to finish shopping plot a murder while sitting in the mall?

We can't help ourselves. That is just the way our minds work.

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