The Brown & Lit podcast is my latest project.
Last week I went to the 2017 Smarter Artist Summit and here are some takeaways.
Author Princess Jones discusses her favorite superhero.
Author Princess Jones discusses her favorite book and explains the criteria for the title.
Don’t be afraid to embrace a character’s flaws. Every great character in the world has them.
Author Princess Jones discusses where she likes to write.
When I started writing The Super Series, the character of Audrey squirted out on the page, fully formed. People always ask me how much of myself is in the character and I tend to say that it’s less of a direct characterization and more of a venn diagram. There are...
Author Princess Jones talks about whether she prefers to plot her novels or write them by the seat of her pants.
Author Princess Jones talks about what drives her to write.
Sometimes you have to change directions. That’s what I’m doing on the Super Secret Series.
Sometimes I get negative reviews. This is how I deal with that.
Author Princess Jones talks about where she got the idea for Super series of novels.
Today is the big day. Super Secret, the second in my latest series, is out.
In which I watch the bravest mouse in the world achieve his dreams
Super Secret is going to be a little late. Here’s why.
This is gonna be a sad-ish one, guys. If you’re feeling particularly fragile–you just had a loss yourself or you’re on your period or you’ve watched any of the Toy Story movies in the last few days–you might want to skip this one.
I saw Suicide Squad last night. Here are some ridiculous and random thoughts about it.
I’ve got a new headshot. Let me tell you about it.
I really, really love the original Ghostbusters movie. I’ve watched all of the sequels. I’ve watched most of the Ghostbusters cartoons. And I’ll probably go see the new Ghostbusters movie this weekend. At the time I’m writing this, the new movie isn’t even out yet but everyone already hates it.
I’m worried about Stevie Wonder, y’all.
I love the Golden Girls When I was a kid, I’d get a bunch of my Barbies together and make them pretend to be Dorothy, Blanche, Rose, and Sophia. I’d even line them up along the window and make them do a routine to the theme song.
I have been meaning to submit to the Texas Book Festival ever since I attended my first one last October. But between ending a series, starting a new one, so many projects for my clients, wrestling with taxes, sleeping, and falling in love again with the delicious camp comedy that is RuPaul’s Drag Race, I just had a lot on my plate this year.
I saw Captain America: Civil War last night and I have some thoughts on it. If you haven’t seen it yet, you should get off of this page right now. Spoilers lie again, my friend. No, seriously, spoilers are coming after the jump. So you should stop scrolling.
I think it was Eleanor Roosevelt who said “We have nothing to fear but fear itself.” I wasn’t privy to the actual moment she said it but I assume she was probably high at the time. That sounds like exactly the type of thing you think of when you’re high. That, and why we say our “feet fall asleep” instead of calling it “coma-toes.”
I saw Batman V Superman last week. SPOILER ALERT: I liked it. Maybe it was because the reviews lowered my expectations significantly. Or maybe I’ll watch anything with Batman in it. Or maybe I just had enough margaritas to like just about anything by the end of the night.
The last book in the Super series is finally here.
Hey guys! Today I’m working on all types of fresh goodies for you but I just wanted to let you know of a situation that is affecting the recent Super Duper release. Some readers received a messed up copy from Amazon. It should have affected a small percentage of users...
When I first conceived of Super, I wasn’t really sure that there would be more stories to tell.
I can be an acquired taste. People can really, really like me right away. We haven’t said more than two words to each other but they are sure I need to be their child’s godmother. On the other hand, I say “Hi” and they think “Who does this bitch think she is?” I almost have nothing to do with it at all.
A while back, I talked about how important it is to buy my books from me. Selling my own books has given me more control and a bigger bottom line.
I guess the short answer to this is that every idea I come up with starts with “what if.” Most of the time it’s “What if [insert something weird] happened?”
How much would you pay to go to a kids birthday party? If the answer is anything other than “Fuck you,” don’t read this.
I’ve been asked a lot about the scenes in Super–specifically if something I wrote was inspired by something that happened in real life. I have to say yes sometimes but most of the time the answer is no.
My main character in my Super series is Audrey Hart. Audrey is a young, Super who spends a lot of time being late, being broke, and fighting crime. She has a great relationship with her dad, a sense of humor, and a potty mouth. Which has all led to a lot of questions about whether I wrote myself into a character.
Can you feel the excitement in the air? What’s that? It’s Super. And it’s on the way with an official release date.
So, I just wanted to update you about Super. I recently got the edits back on it and I’ve been working on rewriting it. I’ve always heard that writing is rewriting. That’s never more apparent than when you’re writing fiction.
As a new fiction writer, reviews are very important. And although there’s been a lot of hoopla about bad reviews, no reviews are actually much worse. It makes it seem like no one is reading your work–even if you know that’s not true.
Hubs and I were driving somewhere and chatting about our current dog and the many dogs we’ve had or know in our life. Eventually got back to good ole Scrappy.
My first review ever said something like “This book was OK but. . .” and then it went on to name a lot of things they didn’t like. But I was so excited that someone had not only read the book but that it was “OK,” that I forgot to be upset about the rest.
I recently decided to join a gym. But not for the reason most people do. I’m not really looking to lose weight or tone up. I am looking to eat more cupcakes. And Oprah is off the air so she’s not airlifting morbidly obese people out of their beds anymore. So I needed to be proactive here.
I’ve moved a lot. In the past six or seven years, I’ve live in VA Beach, Chicago, NYC, and now Austin. When they say a writer should write what they know, they’re often referring to the small details. It’s easier to get those right when you’ve experienced them yourself.
First of all, let’s acknowledge that this is a weird question. People rarely run up to you to say “Hey! I just gotta know something! What’s your favorite fruit, man?” I look at the interviews my author friend are doing about the importance of their books, their cultural backgrounds, and their writing process. And I’m over here getting questions about fruit.
My husband doesn’t know how to tell a story. Or rather, he doesn’t know how to tell a story to me. I prefer a news article approach to storytelling. You need to give me a headline. Then give me a lede paragraph. (Look it up.) And then tell me the story. The least important stuff should be at the end.
I’d like to start off this Asked and Answered session with the declaration that while I have many sins, chronic lying isn’t one of them. This is for two reasons. The first is that I talk too damn much to be trying to remember shit I said. And second, I just am not embarrassed or ashamed by enough things to lie about them. In fact, I’m much more likely to just say “Yeah, that’s none of your business.”
A couple of weeks ago I was fortunate enough to attend an event at the Writing Barn. I recently moved to Austin, TX from Queens, NY with my husband, our three year old niece, and our 13 year old Shih Tzu in tow. Between the changing cities and the changing dynamics of our household, I was having a harder time making connections here than I have in the past.
I have this way of picking the oddest person in the room and deciding I need to be friends with them. I’d like to think it’s because I see the tiny streak of special in some people even when others miss it.
Ok that’s bullshit.
It’s more likely that I like weirdos. Which makes sense because I’m a proud weirdo, myself.
I recently read a book where a woman went from writing about 2K words a day to about 10K words a day. It made my head explode.
I’ve always had a thing for super heroes. I love people who put on a cape and say “Not on my watch, buddy!” But I’ve also always thought that superheroes must have a hard time fitting in.
I knew was that I was going to write in Paris. I would sit at cafes and write. I would sit in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower and write. I brought my Chromebook and several paper notebooks in anticipation of the characters, storylines, and plot twists I would come up with along the Seine.
I have rather large boobs. I’m not bragging. You shouldn’t be excited. You shouldn’t feel bad for me, either. It’s just a fact. I’ve had them since I was 10 years old. And I feel like I’ve accepted them as much as any woman can really accept and love any body part. But that doesn’t mean I don’t fantasize about having small ones.
To make a long, sad story short, my dad’s mother died when he was young and he named me after her. It’s an unusual name that I have both loved and hated with equal intensity throughout my life.
I have a firm rule about Jehovah’s Witnesses. Whomever lets them in the house has to talk to them. This rule applies to all ages. If you are five years old and you let a Jehovah’s Witness into the house, you should spend the next three hours discussing the Watchtower with them. And I betcha that would be the last time you did that shit, too.
I almost bought a goat. Here’s why it didn’t go down.
Old Navy always has a sale. But it doesn’t always have what I want.
If I were ever a prostitute, I’d be a prostitute that came with a dog.
Netflix really knows you. But does it KNOW you?
I love the public library–even when I’m being interrogated about the bathrooms.
There’s a thin line between stealing and exchanging.