Author Archives: Ciara Darren

Reading MM books on KoboPlus

I’ve been getting multiple requests recently to share a list I crowdsourced last year for MM authors on Kobo.  Click here for the Google Spreadsheet “MM Authors on Kobo”.  I haven’t hand-checked everything. The sheet is open for other people to add authors as they find them. Email me at ciaradarren@gmail.com if you find anContinue reading “Reading MM books on KoboPlus”

Writing in the “After”

I love reading the works of authors with deep backlists, going back through time with them and seeing how their work changes, turns, and flourishes. Sometimes it contracts for a while, and then new life or new ideas suddenly flare, or they dig deep into a theme. Even though we, as readers, don’t know theContinue reading “Writing in the “After””

Call for BETA Readers

Here’s a sneak peak into my very human process of writing and publishing. 1) Calm Momo (the cat that just scratched my chair right now and who wants treats.) 2) Write episodes and send them to my alpha reader. Incorporate feedback. Post to my subscription community on REAM once a month. 3) Revise a setContinue reading “Call for BETA Readers”

Update after Long Hiatus

It’s been a long time since I wrote anything on this blog. In a world of AI, questions of authenticity, and widespread loneliness, it makes sense to come back and invest in that human connection we all need like water.  Quick update on the last few years:  2023 I started what I thought would beContinue reading “Update after Long Hiatus”

Mars Chastises Cupid

When I turned around and saw this gorgeously colored work of art on the wall, I was rather surprised to see it hung in public. I can only suppose you know in what directions my thoughts were running. And evidently, I’m not the only one. It is large, at least five feet tall and threeContinue reading “Mars Chastises Cupid”

Walk Away Girl, Walk Away

The moment of walking away stays with you forever. The emotions can be so pure and yet conflicted. Sitting on the back of a public bus driving towards the international airport in South Korea, I remember clear pictures, flashes of realizations. The blue seat of the bus. The blue sky with white clouds. The smallContinue reading “Walk Away Girl, Walk Away”