Sunday, February 01, 2009
I've collaborated again. This time with Jenny Crusie and Lani Diane Rich, and we had absolutely the best time in the world. We met in an apartment in Greenwich Village, at Jenny's magic house in an enchanted forest, and on-line, and the three of us cobbled together a strange and wondrous tale of three women who discovered they are destined to be goddesses, the first sign being that their dogs start talking to them. My character is Abby, a warm, easy-going earth mother who wants to feed the world without ever listening to her own hunger, and she meets up with an extremely hot, extremely grumpy professor. She's a virgin, but once she runs into Christopher Mackenzie her virginity and her abstinence soon disappear. She has a huge black Newfoundland named Bowser who's most definitely an old soul, and if Abby had just listened to his wise advice she would have avoided a lot of trouble.
In the meantime, Lani has a control freak web-code writer named Daisy, who falls in love with Noah, who isn't who or what he seems, and a hyperactive Jack Russell terrier named Bailey, and Jenny has Shar, a college professor of a certain age who falls in love with a god who's up for sacrifice. Not good prospects for a happy ever after. She's got Wolfie, the highly neurotic long haired dachshund, and a lot of reservations.
Plus lots of supporting characters and one hell of a villainess. How can you resist?
It's coming out on Tuesday, and I promise it's laugh out loud funny (at least, I laughed out loud and Lani's and Jenny's parts). So enjoy.
For more information go to www.Dogsandgoddesses.com.
Okay, end of commercial. I gotta say I really love collaborating. Writing the same thing over and over again can make me start to feel stale. That's one reason I'm taking time off from the ICE series to write three quick historicals. Because it's been so long since I've been able to write a wickedly decadent Georgian hero who drips lace and disdain and debauchery, and a relatively virtuous heroine who doesn't put up with his crap.
There's the saying -- so many books, so little time, which usually refers to reading. But man, I've got so many books to write that I'll never get through them all.
It's like what Auntie Mame said -- "Life's a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death. Live!"
Joy doesn't take money. The world is full of wonderful and fascinating things that don't cost a cent. In particular, you can go anywhere in books, whether you're reading them or writing them. Right now I'm having a fabulous time in 18th century Paris (pre-Revolution). I'm going to get to Colombia where poor MacGowan is being held captive by rebels, and then I'll probably travel to the land for fairy tales with Jenny and Lani -- magic towers with witches and princesses and dumb-ass princes who aren't nearly as delicious as the wicked wizards.
And the good thing is, you can get to that world for cheap (the price of a book) or a visit to the library, you can go anywhere within the limits of imagination, and you know as well as I do that there are no limits.
So tell me, what world are you looking to go to in the next few weeks?