Articles of Interest – For the Writer At Heart

While always in search of inspiration or otherwise, I have stumbled upon a few articles which I found interesting enough to share with all the writers at heart:

The world’s coolest library is located near Beijing and it has…
Have you been to the Shakespeare and company bookstore in Paris and wondered….
How to create a profitable book in 90 days – just in case you want to opt for shortcuts


How do you know you are a write at heart?



New York Times Wants to hired a journalist to travel the world

In Search Of…

I’ve just returned from Scotland, where I spend a good amount of time doing research. I think I may have mentioned this bit once here. But it doesn’t hurt to repeat so that we are all on the same page, if you will, so that my story makes sense.

So while in Edinburgh one night, staring out of the floor-to-ceiling window in my hotel room with views across the town and ‘some’ body of water in the distance (sorry for my show of disoriented being), all of a sudden, I couldn’t breath, freaking out about my life and where it is headed. It happens; I know, to all of us at some point or another in our lives. Mine had to be a week or so ago, in Edinburgh.

In that moment, I felt the need to email a few friends and my mother, telling them that I finally settled on where I wanted to move or retire…sooner than later, and it was Scotland, more specifically, Edinburgh. The response from all of them was mutual, a variation of the smiley emojis and the ‘LOLs’.

Only one person came back with ‘get your head out of the clouds.’

I’ll show you – I said to myself and went to bed.

This week while I prepare for the next semester at Stanford University continuing education program, I noticed the welcome email from the instructor was dropped in my email address. Naturally, I clicked to open it and began reading, loving every word he’d put down on paper. And among the advice, and inspirational quotes the professor included, one stood out the most:

This is advice from Flannery O’Connor. She says, “Where you come from is gone, where you thought you were going to was never there, and where you are is no good unless you can get away from it. Where is there a place for you to be? No place… Nothing outside you can give you any place… In yourself right now is all the place you’ve got.”

What say you?

Piazza Navona Captures My Heart Every Time

I was in Europe the past three-weeks and while in Rome, I had to spend an entire day in Piazza Navona reminiscing about my novel with the very name. I visited the church, the stationery store and the restaurants I wrote about, all while detailing parts of the story to my travel partner. 🙂

Not vain, just proud of my accomplishment here and I love this photo I managed to take seconds before the downpour.



A Time Away Helps Me Think Better

I was on a long overdue holiday or vacation last week, mostly thinking about a wake up call, I suppose, about how critical people can be of your personal expression of art or even any artistic opinion that you want to share with the world – never mind views on politics, religion and family.

The week was very productive, because I got a good sense of where I am going with my writings, and where I want to be years from now, deciding after five days of rest and relaxation that I am not going to allow anything or anyone to discourage me from doing what I love most – writing.


Inspired By Eat, Pray, Love and My Story


Under the promotion blurb on Elizabeth Gilbert’s site about the book Eat, Pray, Love Made Me Do It. There reads the following clever line:

Entertaining and enlightening, Eat Pray Love Made Me Do It is a celebration for fans old and new. What will Eat Pray Love make you do?

And I have to say, the novel is absolutely a creative compilation of what the actual Eat, Pray, Love novel written by Elizabeth Gilbert did to all of us, who picked up the book decade ago until now, and simply just couldn’t put it down.

So to answer that question about What Will Eat Pray Love make me do? The answer is have the guts to publish my first novel – Piazza Navona –  back a few years ago.



Cover Design Connecting Two Novels by MLKilian

I know most books are judged by the cover, unless of course the author has a huge following, then it’s not that big of an issue. The fans may feel a little disappointed in a cover choice, but grab the book to read no less, because they are a fan.

That’s a good place to be if you are a renowned author. But for some us who are striving to get there, here is my reasoning behind the covers I chose for Piazza Navona and Nob Hill.

This is Piazza Navona, and almost in every photo whether you search online or take yourself, the famous fountain del Moro stands out. It’s the fountain directly outside of the stationary store where my story happens. The fountain is mesmerizing, and to me signifies everything the book is about. There was no way to consider anything else.

{source Piazza Navona photo.  Source for the facts behind Piazza Navona }

This is a view of Nob Hill, from what I could tell taken decades ago. But it doesn’t matter, because as you see, Nob Hill, is the modern day Piazza Navona miles away from wonderful Rome. And if you look closely the fountain in the center is really the focal point. Of course this is past all the predominant buildings and one big Cathedral like Piazza Navona. The interesting fact is that while I sat in the very- Huntington park trying to figure out the cover design for Nob Hill, I decided to look up on my cell information about the fountain discovering…

That the fountain  is a copy of Rome’s Fontana della Tartarughe in Italy (fountain of the turtles) designed by Giacomo Della Porta and Taddeo Landini in 1583. Imaging the excitement to learn that both fountains are somewhat connected surely a sign for me to consider the Fountain of the Turtles as the cover design for part II – Nob Hill.

Everything made perfect sense and the designs were selected from a hundred or more mock-ups, and that is my story and I am sticking to it.  Buy the novels here

{source for the photo. source for the fountain Nob Hill}