Writerly Output Unhalted by Death
Mortality has proved only a partial impediment to the romantic fiction industry built up by Dame Barbara Cartland during her 99-year life. Four years after her death, two new Cartland novels trickled on to the market yesterday. And there are 158 more to come, at the rate of one a month - enough to satisfy her admirers for about 13 years.
I wish I could write a novel every 18 days. No, wait. I don't. I'll settle for spending four years on one and I promise, no "Love" in the title and no romance, which is probably why it's taking so long. That and Grad School. Everything is Grad School's fault.