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1993 was a big year in my life. A Grave Talent was published, and didn’t disappear entirely. The Beekeeper’s Apprentice was prepared for publication, and I went to New York to meet that mysterious and all-powerful individual, an editor. The publishers made it clear that they wanted more books, and would give me money for…

Here’s wishing us all a sturdy and cheerful 2009. (From a 1939 British propaganda poster, sent me by the stupendous Tony Broadbent whose character Jethro the cat burglar is sure to encounter Mary Russell one of these days.)

Christmas can be a tough time of year, especially the first year or two after you’ve lost someone close to you. After my father died, it took me some time before any of us could face producing the sorts of cookies he always baked for the season. Eventually, my mother started making the individual fruitcakes…

There’s a new Laurie King on the shelves—a new LRK short story, at any rate: Long long ago, in a galaxy far away, I did an event we called “Writer’s Improv,” which meant I sat down one lovely May morning and wrote a story with the world looking over my shoulder, online. That day I…

Sorry for the silence here, my Mac was off playing with friends at the Apple store, and in the meantime the copyedit for The Language of Bees landed on my desk—oh, and isn’t today some kind of a holiday? Because my house is awfully full of people all of a sudden… But I just wanted…

My good buddy Dana Stabenow is a video star! It’s a great example of how to make, and use, a video, with pizazz, personality, and humor. This is how it came about, in her words: 1. I saw the Reduced Shakespeare Company in London. 2. I moved back to Kachemak Bay and joined the Homer…

Remembrance Day in Commonwealth countries, Veteran’s Day here in the US. Ninety years ago, November 11, 1918, the guns fell silent for the first time in more than four years. In London, there was silence, and the bells rang, and people wept. I was 13 when the first US combat troops landed in Vietnam. That…