May 11
Meet Ann McMan I don’t write romance novels. Generally. At least, not in the traditional ways that seem to define this subset of the lesfic genre. Although it’s true that my first novel, Jericho, has been defined by some as a romance. But to many others, Jericho falls more into some kind of gray area …
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Apr 17
The annual GCLS conference is a gift that keeps on giving. And you even get a free lunch! Want to know more? My post at Carleen Spry’s “Frivolous Minds” blog will go live today at 6:30 p.m. CST. Check it out…you might just trade up to something tasty. http://carleenspry.com/2013/04/17/gcls-author-guest-blog-ann-mcman/ Hope I see you all in …
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Mar 21
For the second year in a row, one of Ann McMan’s books has been named a finalist for the prestigious Golden Crown Literary Society (GCLS) Ann Bannon Popular Choice Award. GCLS members have until March 31, 2013 to cast their vote for their favorite book of the year. For more information on GCLS, to …
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Feb 27
Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the bookstore… Bottle Rocket, the book, just hit the shelves and the airwaves of cyberspace today. It now stands alone as a bona fide, all grown up, book…with its own cover and everything. It’s all new, all improved, and all up in letters. If …
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Feb 20
It’s Saturday morning, and you know what that means. Well, if you’re a regular Costco shopper in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, you do. It means we’re back—and we’re doing our level best to thwart the sanctity of the shared exercise of American free enterprise. Come rain or come shine—come famine, plague, or pestilence—if it’s Saturday morning…Salem …
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Feb 01
Today would have been my sister’s sixty-third birthday. She used to be a stranger to me, but now I see her everyday. Her ashes are in a small box that sits on a shelf behind me. To many, that may seem macabre. But I take comfort in knowing that finally, at last and for always, …
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