Gage is back … and I’ve got a new book out! A COLD AND SHALLOW SHORE is available in paperback and ebook at Amazon, B&N, Kobo, and all the other assorted places that books are sold. It’s hard to believe I’ve written eight books in this series, but I’m still having a blast with Garrison Gage and his assorted friends in the Oregon coastal town of Barnacle Bluffs, so hopefully many more to come. I’m also eternally grateful to my Gage fans, because they are ultimately what allowed me to make the leap to full time writer.
Gage hates birthdays. So when his daughter throws him a surprise party on the coldest night the Oregon coastal town of Barnacle Bluffs has seen in years, Gage finds himself in an equally frosty mood. And when a police cruiser stops him as he trudges along Highway 101, minding his own business, he can’t imagine the night could get any worse.
Oh, but it does. For the cranky private investigator with the bum knee, it can always get worse.
When the cops collar one of the people closest to Gage for murder, the desperate hours ahead become a frantic push to right a presumed injustice. Add in a daughter’s secret life, a bad boy Hollywood star, and a troubled new police chief with something to prove, and the night doesn’t just get worse. It forces a quickly unraveling Gage to choose between cold, uncomfortable truths—about himself, about someone he loves—and shallow but comforting deceptions.
I’m writing this from our hotel room in Newport, Oregon on a little weekend getaway with Heidi and Rosie. Although it was fairly calm, if a bit drizzly, when we arrived (as the shot above from our balcony attests), it’s a particularly rainy, blustery morning today. With gale force winds and near constant rain in the forecast, it’s not a good day if you want to get down to the beach, but it’s a great day for storm watching. We love it either way. We’ve stayed all up and down the Oregon coast, of course, but we find ourselves returning to Newport the most. Every coastal city has its own charms, but Newport is big enough to offer all the amenities you would want, plus it has areas (Nye Beach, Bayfront, South Beach, etc.) that are all quite distinct. Although we’re undecided if we’d ever live here full time once the kids are both out of the house (the central Oregon coast gets twice the annual rainfall as the valley, for one thing, and the valley is plenty rainy as it is), it’s hard for me to imagine living somewhere more than a couple hours away from the ocean. I have a big city, the ocean, and the mountains all within an hour drive. What more could I want?
I’m a little late posting this, but I have good reason. I decided to see if I could really bear down on the next Garrison Gage book and get it done by the end of the year. I’m nearly there. While I don’t think it will be published before January, mostly because it needs to go to my editor, I do think I’ll have the manuscript finished except for copy editing. So for my Garrison Gage fans, it won’t be too much longer.
I just recently passed two years as a full time writer and my productivity is up quite a bit from last year, especially the second half of the year when I got away from the daily word count quotas that served me so well as a part-time writer, or at least a fixed daily word counts. The daily quota was critical when I had to fit the writing in with the day job, but now there are times when the writing is going well, and I just keep going, and other days where it comes slower, but it’s more about just putting in the time. I still write pretty much every day, but now I’m varying the word count goal depending on where I am in the project. It’s been working well. I’ve added a few other tweaks to my methods, mostly pertaining to project selection and a publishing schedule, which also seem to be helping. We’ll see. Staying off the Internet until 5 p.m. (which includes social media and email) also really helps, not just for my productivity but for my sanity.
None of this is writing advice, mind you. Just a glimpse into my own processes, for whatever it’s worth.
When I do give advice these days, which is rarely, it’s pretty straightforward and echoes the same principles I’m trying to adhere to pretty closely myself: 1) Be prolific. 2) Read voraciously. 3) Have fun. Whether you get an MFA, attend writing conferences or workshops, read how-to write books, go the traditional “seek an agent, then a big New York publisher” or the “indie” route, is really immaterial, I think. I have my own opinions on all of those things, of course, but that’s all they are, opinions, and my opinions are only as relevant as your goals are similar to my own. There is no one right way to become a writer any more than there is one right way to be a writer. Anyone who tells you differently is, to paraphrase The Princess Bride, probably selling something. My own multi-pass method is usually (but not always) somewhere between Nora Roberts’ method and Stephen King’s, at least the way they’ve described them, but that’s not really relevant either.
What is relevant is this: Every writer has to find his or her own path, and the only way I know to find that path is through lots writing and lots of reading. I’d actually say most writers would probably be better off skipping all the classes, how-to-write books, and workshops, or at least after a year or two of that sort of thing, and just focus on lots of writing and lots of reading. Again, this is just my opinion, and I’m a lot less assured in my advice to others and dogmatic in my delivery of that advice than I was in my thirties. Even less so than in my twenties. People who are dogmatic about their advice are usually also pretty rigid in their thinking, I think, and rigid people are people who do not adapt or even learn easily. I can only say that after 30 years of trying to write professionally, twenty of it pretty seriously with at least some success, and two years full time, this is the advice I’m currently trying to follow myself. Take it for what it’s worth . . . which is probably not much. Because, again, every writer has to find his or her own path.
It’s the path I’m doubling down on in 2022, anyway, which is the other reason I mention it. Lots writing and lots reading going forward. Back before too long, but if it’s not until January . . . Happy Holidays!
Just a quick post: The seventh Garrison Gage novel, A Deep and Deadly Undertow, is now available in audio for digital download. Once again narrated by the talented Steven Roy Grimsley, you can find it at Audible and iTunes.
As if dealing with a global pandemic wasn’t enough, here in Oregon we’re also suffering from a series of wildfires wreaking havoc across the state. While my hometown of Salem is not in any danger, the air for the last few days has been so toxic that it’s not safe to be outside without a mask for long. We’ve literally had some of the worst air quality in the entire world. (Fortunately, as my kids pointed out, we already have plenty of masks lying around!) The fires have blanketed the city in an ash-fog that’s lowered the temperature at least twenty degrees. But cooler temperatures, shifting winds, and a coming rainstorm should hopefully bring an end to the worst of this over the next few days.
But despite what a crazy year 2020 has turned out to be, I go on writing. It’s now my full-time job, after all, but I also find it helps me not focus on everything in the world outside my control. Disappearing into a book as a reader also helps, of course, which brings me to my latest offering: A DEEP AND DEADLY UNDERTOW. This is the seventh book featuring Garrison Gage, and it’s a doozy, one that will leave both Gage and others in Barnacle Bluffs forever changed. More information about the book, including links to retailers, is below.
As usual, the book is available in paperback and ebook first. The audio version will hopefully follow before too long. Thanks for reading!
A Deep and Deadly Undertow
A Garrison Gage Mystery
What kind of treasure is worth dying for?
Years after his wife dies in a mafia hit gone wrong, Garrison Gage finally pieces together a life for himself in the Oregon coastal town of Barnacle Bluffs. Some days the cranky private investigator with the bum knee and the caustic wit could even call himself content. Maybe even happy. But marrying again? Never.
Yet not long after quirky Rita Rodriguez enters the scene, Gage can’t imagine life without her. Unfortunately, when dark secrets violently emerge–involving first loves, tragic loss, and, strangest of all, a Spanish galleon that sunk in 1642 loaded with treasure–their relationship enters turbulent waters.
Worse, the same deadly undertow that drags Gage into the darkness also threatens everyone around him. His friends. His enemies. Even the town itself . . .