QUESTIONABLE ELIZABETH
When I’m at a signing or a conference, inevitably someone comes up and asks “When are you going to write more Donovan books?”
Or: “When are you going to write more medievals?”
Or: “When are you going to write more westerns?”
Or: “When are you going to write pure romance again?”
Or: “When are you going to write more Dancer science fiction?”
Or: “When are you going to do more Fiddler mysteries?”
I don’t know whether to laugh, cry, or scream at the questions, so I simply smile and remind myself that a book I wrote 35 years ago is as fresh today to new reader as the book I wrote last year.
But the author isn’t the same as she was many years ago, or even last year. Time only moves one way and I have to move with it.
I’ve been writing for 35 years, have written more than 70 books alone as well as others with my husband, and have published everything from photography to non-fiction to science fiction. I’ve read, written, and loved many kinds of fiction. Science fiction was my first love, closely tied with romantic suspense. (Think Helen MacInnes and Mary Stewart.)
Today I rarely read science fiction and no longer write it. The boom in romantic suspense has given me a feast of choices; I don't revisit Helen and Mary.
How many of you still read the same authors and/or type of fiction that you read as a teenager, young adult, adult, senior (aka survivor)?


















