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Noir | Christopher Moore

“He looked like one of those dried-up faces you carve out of an apple in third grade to teach you that time is cruel and we are all just going to shrivel up and die, so there’s no point in getting out of bed.”

Genre: Historical Fiction / Satire. Number of Pages: 339. Perspective: First / Third. Location: San Francisco 1947.
Sammy "Two Toes" is a bartender in 1947. He buys a black mamba as part of a business venture that leads to his boss’s death. At the same time, his new love interest goes missing. This sends him down a rabbit hole of adventures with a ragtag group of sidekicks. For a complete summary, you can go here.
Moore is skilled at creating unique characters and outrageous storylines. He has a very creative and well-formulated voice in all of his stories. His writing is descriptive and I felt like I was in an old noir mystery film. Based on his other books I’ve read, I should have expected the paranormal element. But it happened so late in the book that it threw me off (ki…

It's a Writer Thing -- How I Write

This is a guest post by Jessica Bayliss. 

I’m realizing that I’ve never written a post about how I write, my process for banging out all the books. So, this post is a first in a series on that. This month, I’m going to talk about the moment that changed EVERYTHING for my writing. Now, I’ve talked about this before, and I’m giving advanced warning—I’m going to use the dreaded P-word—plotting—but plotting is definitely a big part of my process. Now. I didn’t start out as a plotter. I was a die-hard pantser at the beginning. 
But things change …
When I first started writing, I had less than zero idea how to write. I thought it would be fun to try, but I’d never studied writing, so I had no expectations of myself. I was astounded that I finished that first novel. I was also immensely emotional; it was one of the most momentous accomplishments of my life. It just felt huge. It still does. Every time. 
That book took me a year to write. I’d sit down and work for days in a row; as long as I had …