LAIR OF DREAMS Pre-Order Campaign


Well, hello there.

Greetings from the LAIR OF DREAMS compound where Charley the Wonder Llama and I are hard at work, readying a pre-order campaign for DIVINERS 2: LAIR OF DREAMS. Or, as we call it: DIVINERS #2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO.

LAIR OF DREAMS drops on Tuesday, August 25th, 2015, a day that, I believe, has now been declared a national holiday. (Pretty sure they’re handing out free creepy that day.) You can certainly buy the book on 8/25. Or anytime after that. All good. Don’t let The Man tell you how to enjoy your book purchases. You be you.

BUUUUT…if you pre-order LAIR OF DREAMS in the next few weeks, YOU WILL LIVE AS GODS LIVE! 

To be clear, in this instance, “You will live as gods live” = special swag.

“What kind of swag, Libba? Tell us! Tell us before we click the links! We have enough to worry about without pre-order uncertainty added in, dammit!”

Of course. Of course I will tell you. Not a problem–I’m a classic oversharer. I promise it will not be a Ziploc baggie filled with my discarded dental floss and affirmations scribbled on gum wrappers–“Dance as if no one’s watching. Except for Clyde and Bonnie from the NSA.” No. There will be buttons. And temporary tattoos. And signed bookplates. Special things! And each pre-order will be personally cuddled and told that it is the most special pre-order of all…except for all of the other pre-orders. For your pre-orders, I will whisper things that only the doves know.

Some truly wonderful independent bookstores have all agreed to make this happen. They are amazing temples of awesome run by lovely, lovely people. Please show them the love:


Boswell Book Company
2559 N. Downer Avenue


603 N Lamar Blvd
Austin, TX 78703


Books Inc.
(In Opera Plaza)
601 Van Ness
San Francisco, CA 94102


Blue Willow
14532 Memorial Dr.
Houston, TX 77079


Changing Hands
6428 S McClintock Dr
Tempe AZ


Children’s Book World
17 Haverford Station Rd
Haverford, PA 19401


King’s English
1511 1550 E
Salt Lake City, UT 84105


McNally Jackson
52 Prince Street

Politics and Prose
5015 Connecticut Ave. NW
Washington, DC 20008


Mysterious Galaxy
5943 Balboa Ave
Ste #100
San Deigo, CA 92111


Parnassus Books
Hillsboro Shopping Center
3900 Hillsboro Pike
Nashville, TN 37215

So there you have it. These store links are live and waiting for YOU! I have to return to Charley now or else he’ll leave something in the swag bag that no one wants. (He’s a bitter, bitter llama. An unfortunate alpaca incident. We don’t discuss it.)

Please visit the Events & Appearances page on my website,, to see if I’m coming to a bookstore/library/school/festival near you.

Thanks for playing.

The story reveals itself

I’m taking a break from furious keyboard wrangling to update with progress about LAIR OF DREAMS.

My first thought is, can I still call it progress? Doesn’t feel like progress. Feels like I am eating an enormous word salad. And sometimes I say, “Yep, that avocado is good in here,” and “In retrospect, baked salmon and Reese’s peanut-butter cups have no place together in this salad. Also, I might need to vomit now.”  

As you may know from previous blogs, this book has been a bitch-and-a-half to write. I have never struggled so much or despaired so greatly. This is how it is sometimes. Typical conversations with writer friends tend to go like this:

Friend: So that tunnel thing sounds really scary.

Me: Yeah? Thanks!

Friend: So, I have to know: What’s in the tunnel?

Me: No idea.

Friend: …er, but it’s a central part of your plot.

Me: *smiling unsteadily * Uh-huh. I know.

Friend: But you don’t know what it is?

Me: Nope. Not yet. *guzzles Maalox straight from the bottle *

And so on. 

A friend of mine, a singer, always says that the voice “reveals itself.” And that is how I feel about writing novels: The story reveals itself over time. Now, it doesn’t do this magically. It does so in fits and starts, in frustratingly small increments and, occasionally, in “A-ha!” thunderclap moments. And it only does this after you’ve put in the exhausting labor, after days upon days spent sitting at your laptop or notebook, moving one sentence from page 12 to page 14 and back again, deleting whole scenes and writing new segments that finally seem to bridge the disparate ideas zipping around in your head like futuristic cars. (BTW, where are those cars we were promised? Could somebody get on that? Thanks.)

And as you write, these are always the questions: How can I make this better? How can I sew that seam tighter? How can I connect this part to that part more cohesively? How can I take this seemingly small scene between two characters and sink it more deeply into the larger thematic fabric of the novel? Am I really getting down to the grit and humanity of these characters?  Am I questioning enough, or am I still skating across the surface? How do I deal with this novel’s particular “Big Bad” storyline while also building in the architecture for various character threads and the overall story arc?

And: Am I having fun? (Honestly, that’s super important.)  

So, as I struggle to answer all of those questions, to build the architecture for books #3 and #4 while trying to maintain the integrity of book #2, I’m trying to find the patience to let the story reveal itself. And to hope that I am paying attention when it does.