Thank you, Hank Phillippi Ryan
Several years ago, I attended a writing conference in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I don’t remember much about anyone I met that day. If you’ve been to a writing conference, you understand that, on some level, they’re Beauty Pageants of Words. One spends insane amounts of time wondering whether her metaphorical butt is dangling from the back of her bathing suit during the critique session, I mean, swimsuit competition. She knows her cleavage isn’t as perky as the next gal’s. Will she fall down the stairs in her stilettos because she can’t look straight ahead and walk at the same time?
Still, I remember author Hank Phillippi Ryan. I remember her because she was the most authentic person I met there. I attended her talk about getting into writing. Her unvarnished opinions and advice were invaluable to me as I embarked upon my own journey.
At the time, she was promoting her Charlotte McNally thriller series, which is absolutely worth a read. (You can buy it here: Prime Time, Face Time, Air Time, and Drive Time). Her novel The Wrong Girl just won an Agatha Award for Best Contemporary Novel. (You can buy it and its companion here: The Wrong Girl, The Other Woman). Hank’s writing is fresh and fast-paced and absolutely does not disappoint.
But that’s not why I mention her today. She is the kind of person I hope to someday be. Even though she doesn’t remember me, she agreed to host me on her Femmes Fatales blog yesterday. What’s great about that act of kindness is this: It is well-nigh impossible for an unknown author to get established writers to take note of them and their work. Hank will continue to win awards and acclaim because she’s a gifted writer, but she will soar because she is a beautiful, giving person. I hope I’m in a position to give that loveliness to others someday, and I will always be grateful to Hank for her example to me.
Buy Hank’s books. The good people really do deserve to succeed.
To read Hank’s interview with me, you can check out her Femme Fatales blog here: Andra Watkins Femmes Fatales. To find out more about Hank and her books, you can visit her website here: Hank Phillippi Ryan.
In case you’re new here, my novel To Live Forever: An Afterlife Journey of Meriwether Lewis sounds bizarre and weird and totally like something you wouldn’t want to read. And yet, pretty much EVERYONE who reads it LOVES IT. So, why not give it a try? You can purchase it in any format by following the links below.
I really, really covet Hank’s hair. And no one wears leather quite like she does. Photo from Hank Phillippi Ryan’s website.
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