Catch a Q&A with Larry Wilson and find out more about his upcoming retelling, CINDY

Larry Wilson, best known for his work co-writing and co-producing Beetlejuice and The Addams Family, has launched a Kickstarter campaign for a fabulous new web series that’s near and dear to my heart. Why? Because it’s fairytales, but with a twist. Just like I like them. In this new rendition of Cinderella set in contemporary times, you’ve got a mix of reality TV, a fairy godmother with a penchant for “the dust” and a handsome prince that’s a bit past his ball-dancing prime. Check out this Q&A with Wilson to learn more about CINDY and the campaign, which has only eight days left. Also, check out the series’ YouTube channel here.

Q: How did you get the idea to do a fairytale retelling in such a way? Why Cinderella, specifically?

LW: The idea came to me in one of those flash creative epiphanies; as simple as “Cinderella would make a good reality show.” As CINDY developed it actually became about “What would happen if Cinderella was asked to do a reality show?” But the original idea was just all of a sudden there. It happens doesn’t it? The idea for Beetlejuice came to myself and my writing partner, Michael McDowell, in three short phone calls over three days.

Q: Is this your favorite fairytale? Why or why not?

LW: Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty are my favorites and I’ve now written scripts (both dark comedies) based on both of them. I have two daughters (Autry, of course, is the star of CINDY). I saw that both Cinderella and Snow White could be about girls getting empowered, rather than girls getting rescued.

Q: How long have you been working on filming? How many episodes are ready for broadcast?

LW: We shot 10 episodes of CINDY over 6 days. They run from about 5 to 10 minutes — so we basically shot a feature length film! Six episodes are edited, all need music and post production — hence the Kickstarter campaign. But I can say honestly, I think we’ve got something really good. We want to be broadcasting in time for Christmas!

Q: How has your experience as a producer with Beetlejuice, Adams Family, etc., colored subsequent work, including this one?

LW: I’ve always worked as a writer/producer and I’ve been privileged to work with some world-class producers (Scott Rudin, David Geffen among them). The lesson is always the same: it all starts with a good script.

Q: Why do dark comedies appeal to you?

LW: I grew up in some fairly dark circumstances and laughter became a survival mechanism. That’s translated into writing dark comedy.

Q: How much money are you hoping to raise with the kickstarter? What will the money allow you to do with the show?

LW: We need to raise just over $18,000 and  as I write this we’ve broken the $11,000 mark. Most of the money will go into post-production for CINDY with a bit left over for distribution and publicity.

Q: When will the first episode air?

LW: Like I said, “Merry Christmas from Cindy,” is our goal!

Q: Tell me a bit about the 40-year-old prince, how did that idea come around?

LW: The forty-year-old Prince? As you can see from the CINDY trailer one of our guiding principals was to take all of the conventions of the Disney-ised Cinderella and subvert them in some way. All of the usual fairy tale answers for Cindy are the wrong answers. She’s a girl who ultimately is going to have find her own way.

The Reaper’s Daughter Cover Reveal

I’m excited to reveal The Reaper’s Daughter cover. Author, designer and also my friend, Shari Ryan, is responsible for the awesomeness of this cover. She came up with the concept and went with it and she captured the essence of it. Death can be dark, but I think the cover also accurately portrays that there is light and humor within these pages.


And to accompany the lovely cover, here’s the blurb, newly minted:

I’ve always felt like an average girl . . . except for my strange relationship with death. You could say I like to court it. Whether I’m soaring through the air as a flyer for Specter University’s cheer squad, or speeding down the steepest mountain with only grace and balance keeping me from an icy end, I’ve always needed to feel a rush. But now Death is courting me―in more ways than one. First, there’s Rishi, a rogue death deity who has a penchant for annoying me nearly to my grave and whose intense gaze has the power to see right through me. Then there’s Hades, who I’d rather had stayed just a myth. Now that he knows I exist, he’s never going to leave me alone until he can do the same to me as he’s done to my mother.

Oh yeah, did I forget to mention her? I spent my whole life thinking she had died when I was a baby, but now I’ve found out she’s much more than dead. Fifty years ago, Hades banished my mother from the underworld and along with the Council of Death Deities, took away her ability to cross over souls―souls that have wandered lost through the world ever since. Now she wants me to clean up the mess. You may have​ heard of her before: they call her the Grim Reaper.

​You know what that makes me? The Reaper’s Daughter.


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Fractured Dream playlist


This was originally posted on 9/2/2014 on my official blog at

I have been meaning to post my book soundtrack to Fractured Dream for forever. What I like best is that some of these picks were brought about organically through several readers and friends who suggested songs that reminded them of various parts or themes in the book. And then some of the songs I picked myself. My husband even got to have a say. So here’s a big thanks to Lara Southgate (who has her own version . . .  here), Nicole Munson, Melissa Flickinger, Bethany Root and Ronald Mendolera.

All of My Love | Led Zeppelin

Going Under | Evanescence

Remember | Emilie Autumn

Into the Mystic | Van Morrison

Howl | Florence + the Machine

Transylvanian Concubine | Rasputina

Desert Rose | Sting

This Night | Black Lab

Wicked Games | Chris Isaak

Little Earthquakes | Tori Amos

Without You | Breaking Benjamin

Breathe | Midge Ure

Little House | The Fray

Leave Me in the Dark | Keri Noble

Galileo | Indigo Girls

Shake It Out | Florence + the Machine

No Trace | MS MR

A Sight to Behold | Eisley

Redeemed | Charlotte Martin

Fractured Dream Book Trailer

This post originally appeared on my official author blog,, on 08/13/2014.

My talented and amazing sister put together this awesome book trailer for Fractured Dream. It’s got exactly the epic feel that the book has. I hope you enjoy!

Blog Hop: Writers on Writing

This post was originally  published on my official author blog at on 08/12/2014.

A fellow author from Booktrope asked some of us lady authors to join a blog hop, which I’ve never really done befPictureore. So I thought it would be fun! The following questions are on writing, so if you’re interested in where I write, how names are chosen, reading reviews and that sort of thing, read on. Thank you to Tiffany Pitts, author of Double Blind, for letting me be a part of the hop! Additional thanks to Arleen Williams, author of Running Secrets and Biking Uphill for introducing me on her blog.

Where do you like to write?
I have my own office but I spend all day in it working as an editor for an online publication so when it’s time to let my creative juices flow I usually end up on my couch in my living room or family room. Although, I do find that when I’m getting tired if I go up to my office at the end of the night I can usually sneak in another hour. Something about the room just wakes me up. I think it’s because I already work within the space, so the energy is different, more caffeinated.

Which part of researching your current novel was most interesting?
Well, I’m almost done writing the first draft of my work-in-progress, so I usually save a lot of research and filling in for the second draft. But I had to do some research for the overall characters and it’s definitely been the mythology. Death-based mythology to be specific. The book, a paranormal young adult novel called The Reaper’s Daughter, threads various death deities within the storyline, and it’s been fun learning about the way Death takes shape within different countries and cultures.

How important are names to you in your books? How do you choose them?
I just wrote a guest post on this that’s going up soon and will be more in-depth, but names mean a lot to me. The main character in my recently released novel Fractured Dream is named Story Sparks. But in the eight years it took me to write the book, she was only Story for the last year or so. I always knew the name she had previously wasn’t the one, and it took a lot of searching and thinking about it until I came up with THE ONE. And it really was perfect for the story once I found it. I search for names that have meaning, names that fit the character’s personality or the theme of the book. If I’m not doing that, I’ll often find a name I just love if it seems to fit the character. But if the name doesn’t fit I don’t feel at one with my character, so it’s definitely a big part of my writing.

Do you read your reviews? How do you respond to the bad reviews (if you get them)?
I’m a newbie as authors go, with my first book only having been released this past June. So I read reviews and was fairly obsessed with them in the beginning. The awesome reviews are just that: awesome and amazing and wonderful. I’m realizing everyone gets a bad review eventually. Reading is such a subjective experience; what one person might love another person may hate. Any negative reviews have made me more aware of where other people in the market are at, what they like and dislike. And while I’d never change the story in my head to make a minority happy, it is eye opening and it’s good to have this awareness as I near finishing up my second book.

What are your favorite books to give as gifts?
I love to give Summer Sisters by Judy Blume, anything by Alice Hoffman and Annie Dillard and of course, A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson. I also just like to tell people about this book or that book I read and get them to try it as well.

That’s all folks! Check out the next author taking part in the blog hop!

Melissa Thayer
, author of The Stories We Don’t Tell

Sin City native Melissa Thayer writes fiction that touches upon the timeless truths of the human condition in poignant and thought-provoking ways. She enjoys writing about people and connecting readers with her characters.

She currently lives in Washington with her husband, daughter, and three cats.

THE STORIES WE DON’T TELL is her debut novel.

Blogger’s Block v. Writer’s Block

This blog post was originally posted on my official website at on 8/6/2014

Is therPicturee such a thing as bloggers block? I posed this question on Twitter the other night. The reason is simple: I have been avoiding my blog. I don’t know why, we’ve always gotten along just fine, but for the last two weeks it’s been splitsville. Granted, I was camping for a week so it wasn’t necessarily that easy to blog in the mosquito-infested woods, plus I’d then have to wake my husband to use his hot spot and I wanted to work on my WIP. But when I got back, it was like I couldn’t bring myself to open the editor and click the “new post” button.

What is blogger’s block? Well, it’s the same thing as writer’s blog, but it only pertains to blogging. Wikipedia defines writer’s block as “a condition, primarily associated with writing, in which an author loses the ability to produce new work.” But as a writer, I’ve always felt more like writer’s block was merely the avoidance of writing. Maybe I’ve just never really experienced it. Although, I’m pretty sure I had a professor in college same this same thing, and I have found it to be true.

The topic of writer’s block recently came up on Goodreads. The question, specifically, was: How do you deal with writer’s block?

My answer: I write through it. I might be working on a passage and feel totally uninspired, but I keep writing even if it’s slow and stilted and I feel like the prose is bland. Eventually, I’ll hit a scene that gets the creative juices flowing. For me, the act of writing is a catalyst to inspiration.

And this is very true. I feel like writer’s block is a lack of inspiration, but for me, writing is what creates inspiration so if I write and write and write even though I hate what I’m writing, lightening will eventually strike and pulse through my fingertips onto the page.

Case in point is the book I’m currently working on, called The Reaper’s Daughter. I’m right near the end of the first draft, which is super exciting, especially since my first book took me eight years to write and this one only took about a year from concept to first draft completion. But I’ve been stumbling through the last 10,000 words, pushing through. The light bulb over my head isn’t completely out, but it’s been dim. It’s one of those transitional moments where I know I need to write something to get from point A to point B, but where I really want to be is point B so the getting there is rough. But I know if I keep writing it will come. It will come and it will flow and then it will be as magical as the genre I write in.

I suppose the very fact that I’m writing this blog means my blogger’s block has bid me farewell, and I’m cool with that. Don’t come back please. But I wonder what other people’s experiences with writer’s block are. How does it hit you? In what shape does writer’s block take form in your writing? How do you combat it?

In the meantime, I’ll be pushing through until the end. Coming soon to a blog near you, The Reaper’s Daughter first draft victory post.

Help me create a soundtrack!

This post was first published on my official author blog at on 7/17/2014

7408925Okay, so anyone who has visited my site has seen that I’m letting my readers create the perfect soundtrack for my book. So far, I have a bunch of songs, but I’d really like anyone else who has read Fractured Dream to give me a shout out if you think there’s a song that you think fits the story or any parts of the story. I listed some of my favorite pics below. But I’d really like to hear some more and then maybe let everyone vote on their favorites. I feel that given the nature of the epic-ness of the book that I want to get something celtic-like in there at some point too. If anyone has any thoughts, let me know! The list below was compiled by a friend and colleague after she read Fractured Dream. You can check out her full list here.

Breaking Down | Florence + the Machine
Howl | Florence + the Machine
Transylvanian Concubine | Rasputina
Drumming Song | Florence + the Machine
Breaking Benjamin | Without You
Remember | Emilie Autumn
Little House | The Fray
Terrible Thought | Poe
Shake It Out | Florence + the Machine
No Trace | MS MR
A Sight to Behold | Eisley
Redeemed | Charlotte Martin

Buffy the Vampire Slayer soundtracks meets Fractured Dream

This post was originally published on 7/10/2014 on my official author page at

PictureA reader and friend has put together more songs for a playlist for Fractured Dream. I haven’t gotten a look at all the songs yet, but one song is Transylvania Concubine by Rasputina. I’m totally stoked that she chose this song because I love it. It takes me back to the good ol’ days of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, when most of my music mixes had songs from the show (my favorite show ever). But she chose it because it reminded her of two characters from my book, fairytales retold with a twist: Snow White and Sleeping Beauty. And I totally love it. . .

“They know what they do is wrong.
Stay here with us, it’s just time.”

I’ll post here when the rest of the playlist goes up on

Check out some of her other playlists while you’re there.A reader and friend has put together more songs for a playlist for Fractured Dream. I haven’t gotten a look at all the songs yet, but one song is Transylvania Concubine by Rasputina. I’m totally stoked that she chose this song because I love it. It takes me back to the good ol’ days of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, when most of my music mixes had songs from the show (my favorite show ever). But she chose it because it reminded her of two characters from my book, fairytales retold with a twist: Snow White and Sleeping Beauty. And I totally love it. . .

“They know what they do is wrong.
Stay here with us, it’s just time.”

I’ll post here when the rest of the playlist goes up on Check out some of her other playlists while you’re there.

Book blasts, blitzes and blog tours, oh my!

This post was originally published on 7/9/2014 on my official author page at

See below for dates on a blog tour for  Fractured Dream and other events if interested in participating . Thanks for your support!


Want to promo the series or participate in the blog tour?

Blog Tour (Sept 9th – 29th)

Twitter Blast (Sept 8th – 12th)

Book Blitz (Sept 8th)

Thoughts on poetry

This post originally appeared on my official author blog, on 7/6/2014 

5431063I’ve read a lot of poetry lately from fellow writers floating around on Facebook and authors’ blogs. I used to be really into it when I was a teenager and even in my early twenties. But at some point it became less of a focus, or else I just lost my knack for it. But I’ve always loved to read it. I have books that belonged to my mother and my grandfather before her, that I’d sit with, endlessly flipping pages and trying to find the perfect poem to describe a mood or situation. A lot of angst-ridden teens, or even those without the angst, tend to get in on the moody word play that can be so satisfying in the art of poetry.

I honestly haven’t written a poem in years at this point except to have put together a prophecy for my novel,Fractured Dream, and that sort of writing is kin to poetry. But I thought I’d share one I wrote when I was 20 or so. This was after my first love broke my heart and I was left picking up the grainy pieces. And then the second is just my favorite poem from when I was younger. I used to read it over and over. It’s about death, which is morbid, but it’s also about endless love. And I think that’s what I liked best about it.

The poem by me is called I Loved You Last. I actually had it published in some book at the time, but it was one of those set-ups where you sent in a poem and, to actually get a published copy of it, you had to spend $20 or so to buy the hardcover book, which in this case was called The Brilliance Of Night: The International Library of Poetry. I don’t really think they were too discerning about who they put in the book. What can I say, I was young, naive and broken-hearted . . . I do have the book though. It sits on a shelf beneath my coffee table, although the cover is by now pretty worn. I did get to show the boy in question some years later the poem I had written after he’d so effectively torn my heart asunder. But by then, I was of course beyond the apology that was issued, although it was appreciated. Hearts break all the time and sometimes poetry is borne from it. I’ve since found two loves of my life, my husband and son, so this poem is just a blast from the past, but the heart healed long ago. You can be the judge of whether it was bad or good.

I Loved You Last

Do you remember when we first sat there and you told me you loved me? My gaze drifting away uneasily as I slightly smiled and said, “Thank you.”

And you claimed you’d love me until the end of eternity, and that roses would never smell so sweet, and that the sun would never burn so hot, and the wind would never feel so right if I wasn’t there.

Do you remember when I first started to love you, when your smile shone from the depths of your soul and I couldn’t help but fall, my “thank yous” stopped and “I love yous” began?

It somehow seemed at the end that it was I that loved you more, and the irony has fallen deeply on me since you’ve gone away, for the snow is not as fresh, nor the autumn leaves as beautiful, nor the night’s deep stillness as mysterious since you’ve gone away.

You loved me first, but I loved you last.


Now, reading the below poem, I remember why I liked it so much as a teenager. One, I think I was really into the fact that she had dark brown hair, like me, and thin lips, also like me. I was self-conscious at the time that I didn’t have the lush, full lips of all the girls in the books I was reading, or the movies as well as some of my actual friends. Second, I was fascinated with death, the afterlife. At that time in my life, my one friend and I had weekly sessions with the Ouija Board. And of course, finally, this poem is also a love story. I’m not the same teenage girl, but I do still love this poem. I like it now because I like what it says about living beyond death (my aging self likes to believe there’s something beyond), and that love never dies, which my now-jaded spirit can still get in line with. I’m a writer after all.

He and She

“She is dead!” they said to him; “come away;
Kiss her and leave her—thy love is clay!”

They smoothed her tresses of dark brown hair;
On her forehead of stone they laid it fair;

With a tender touch they closed up well
The sweet thin lips that had secrets to tell;

About her brows and beautiful face
They tied her veil and her marriage lace;

And over her bosom they crossed her hands,
“Come away! they said; “God understands.”

And they held their breath till they left the room,
With a shudder, to glance at its stillness and gloom.

But who he loved her too well to dread
The sweet, the stately, the beautiful dead,

He lighted his lamp and took the key
And turned it—alone again, he and she.

He and she; yes she could not smile,
Though he called her the name she loved erewhile.

He and she; but she would not speak,
Though he kissed, in the old place, the quiet cheek.

He and she; still she did not move
To any one passionate whisper of love.

Then he said: “Cold lips and breast without breath,
Is there no voice, no language of death,

“Dumb to the ear and still to the sense,
But to heart and to soul distinct, intense?

“See now; I will listen with soul, not ear.
What was the secret of dying, dear?

“Was it the infinite wonder of all
That you ever could let life’s flower fall;

“Or was it a greater marvel to feel
The perfect calm o’er the agony steal?

“Was the miracle greater to find how deep
Beyond all dreams sank downward that sleep?”

“Did life roll back its records, dear;
And show, as they say it does, past things clear?

“And was it the innermost part of the bliss
To find out so, what a wisdom love is?

“O perfect dead! O dead most dear,
I hold the breath of my soul to hear!

“There must be pleasure in dying, sweet,
To make you so placid from head to feet!

“I would tell you, darling, if I were dead,
And ‘t were your hot tears upon my brow shed–

“I would say, though the Angel of Death had laid
His sword on my lips to keep it unsaid.

“You should not ask vainly, with streaming eyes,
Which of all deaths was the chiefest surprise,

“The very strangest and suddenest thing
Of all the surprises that dying must bring.”

Ah, foolish world! O most kind dead!
Though he told me, who will believe it was said?

Who will believe that he heard her say,
With the sweet, soft voice, in the dear old way;

“The utmost wonder of this—I hear,
And see you, and love you, and kiss you, dear;

“And am your angel, who was your bride,
And know that, though dead, I have never died.”
–Sir Edwin Arnold