Within this breast beats the heart of a true romantic. I am a skeptic about many things, but provided there’s good character development and good writing (I cannot cope with truly bad writing—as in bad grammar, poor word choice, etc.), I am willing to suspend my disbelief and constitute some poetic faith at stories that others would find patently unbelievable. But that’s what fiction is all about! If you want reality, look somewhere else. Fiction is all about taking you away from the everyday, be it through fantastic places or putting yourself in the shoes and skin of someone totally different from yourself.

 

I’ll read almost anything, but I tend toward romance, romantic suspense, mystery—especially mystery. I love a good Whodunit. I write both of the former myself.

Since I first began this blog, I have finished my first romantic suspense House of Cards, which went through beta readers and is now in the queue for revisions/rewriting.  I’ll be making some pretty radical changes to the plotline when I get back to it.  In the meantime, I have a few other projects. One, Totem, I began back in April and got halfway through before focusing exclusively on House of Cards. It’s the first of a trilogy of YA paranormals based in Native American mythology. And I began a second romantic suspense, tentatively titled Flash Point. It’s about a serial arsonist.  Due to the amount of necessary background research on that one, it’s gotten pushed to the backburner in lieu of another romantic suspense, tentatively titled Til Death.

I’ve recently gotten into networking and forums. If you’d like to hook up on Crimespace look for me here.

 

P.S. Thank you Amy Lee for the lyrics which inspired my blog name and tagline! (Imaginary, by Evanescence)

P.P.S. For those of you who may wonder, seanachi is Gaelic for “storyteller”. I thought it an appropriate moniker.

P.P.P.S. Evidently “seanchaí” is the correct spelling. Pronounced shan - a - key, which may explain my reversed letters. As it is far too late to change my log in information, we’ll just say I’m using an adaptation. Thank you Peter for correcting my error. Note to self: when in doubt, listen to the Irishman.

P.P.P.P.S. For anybody wondering, the nifty little word counter came from here.

P.P.P.P.P.S. Okay so this spelling thing is really bugging me now. I feel like I’m walking around with a big “L” on my forehead thinking that a word is spelled correctly when it isn’t, even though most of my readers don’t speak Gaelic. I swear, the older I get the more dyslexic tendencies I seem to display. SO the solution, I will keep my login name and change what I can elsewhere in presentation.