Jane Haddam

So it’s Friday, the beginning of a very long week-end–bank holiday, in the parlance of those of you in the Commonwealths and England–and I’ve spent most of it getting nowhere and getting  frustrated.  But I now have four straight days when, as far as I can figure out, I have nothing to do but write…

I was actually having a pleasant afternoon, thinking about this blog, when I ran into a perennial problem.  Somebody or the other in an official capacity whose help I need to get something done looked at my paperwork, saw I was self-employed, and demanded to see “a profit and loss statement” for the “business.” But,…

I have just had one of those days on the Internet that makes me wonder why we don’t all go back to using manual typewriters and get it over with.  It would be faster. I did it in order to get hold of this link: http://www.dailykos.com/story/2011/02/14/944388/-Nine-Pictures-Of-The-Extreme-Income-Wealth-Gap And getting hold of it was so bad, and…

So, I had a very nice evening, curtesy of a good friend of mine who sent me a copy of the best cozy ever written, Charlotte MacLeod’s Rest You Merry.  It manages to be a cozy in the way I have defined cozies without driving me up a wall, and I don’t really know if…

So, it’s Saturday, and I’m having a very strange day.  For one thing, last night I got the first decent sleep I’ve had since all this stuff started with Greg.  I have no idea why this was the case.  Nothing had changed, at that point–nothing much has changed now–and everything I’ve been worrying about is…

This morning I got an e-mail from a friend of mine, an actual person in actual publishing, that said something I’ve been sort of hearing on and off for a few years but never really took in before: Print reviews, in magazines and newspapers, now seem to have absolutely no effect on sales. To the…

So, here I am, you know, sitting in the office, wondering what I should be writing, if anything.  I’ve gotten some work done, which is good.  On the other hand, I’m very distracted.  So there’s that. Here’s the thing:  starting about the 2nd of January, my younger son started to complain of blurry vision.   Then…

Okay, I apologize for the title at the outset.  I’ve just woken up.  I haven’t got enough caffeine in me yet.  And the day is going to be really horrible–and could be worse than that. But here’s the issue. A woman named Barbara Fister–who writes mysteries published by SMP, and who is a librarian–has posted…

It’s the start of one of those long and complicated days, which is going to be followed by an even longer and more complicated day tomorrow.  And, of course, I’m not getting any sleep.  But the end result of taking a week end is that you wake up Monday morning having to worry about things…

I am sitting at this computer this morning  feeling more addled that I can say.  I’ve only been up since eleven, which is something I never do.  In this case, however, it’s not that I decided to sleep in and now feel sluggish because of it. What happened was that our power went out last…