Author Kimberly Lang

Please join me in welcoming Kimberly Lang to Killer Fiction. Kimberly, take it away!

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I love Facebook.

Aside from connecting me with readers around the world, it’s reconnected me with friends I haven’t seen since we graduated from high school and folks I went to college with. I love how easy it is to find the people who were so important to me at a point in my life but that I somehow lost touch with. And it’s better than regular ol’ email, because I can visit their pages and see their kids and their dogs, learn about the hobbies they’ve picked up, and sometimes more importantly, learn what they majored in at college and what they do for a living.

See, I hate doing research.

I know there are writers out there who love research. Writers who will spend hours uncovering details, mining for data gold, and immersing themselves in the facts. I’m not one of them. I know the internet makes all the information in the world available at the click of a mouse, but I just don’t have the patience to sift through the flotsam and jetsam of the ‘net to find the info I need. Plus, I have the attention span of a three-year-old, so I’m very lured by the link to the *other* cool thing that has nothing to do with what I’m researching.

Let’s say my hero has an accident. I need him to be hurt bad enough to keep him in the hospital for a couple of days, but not bad enough to cause permanent damage. I could go Web MD and spend an hour (and probably diagnose myself with something rare and horrible while I’m there). But why do that when three of the folks in my graduating class are now nurses? I click through to Facebook and send a message: “Hey girl! Hope you’re well. Remember how I held your hair back while you puked on prom night? You said you owed me forever? Call me. We need to chat.”

Facebook will tell me which of my friends live in Chicago now, who raises horses, who became a dentist, who spent time in the military, who’s working on a PhD in physics, and who’s selling insurance. One day, I might need to talk physics, and I’ve already cashed in on the Chicago and insurance connections.

Facebook is the ultimate Phone-a-Friend Life Line.

Of course, the fact I’m now a “published author” means I get the “I’m writing a book, can you introduce me to your agent?” requests. It’s a bit tougher to say no when the person asking held my hair back on a night I don’t fully remember.

So who have you found on Facebook who surprised you with what they grew up to be or the hobbies they have? (My friend who was a goth before goth was cool is now working for a conservative politician. I think the photo I have of him in that “Anarchy Now” t-shirt might be worth something…)

I’m away at a reader’s luncheon in Louisiana today, so I might not be able to respond to your comments until later tonight, but I’ll chose one commenter to get a copy of my new book, The Millionaire’s Misbehaving Mistress.

Kimberly

www.booksbykimberly.com

THE MILLIONAIRE’S MISBEHAVING MISTRESS (Harlequin Presents)

Perfect, polite… and passionate!

As Dallas’s most eligible bachelor and heir to his family’s fortune, billionaire Will Harrison knows how to handle the paparazzi – but his little sister Evie is a worry.

Miss Behavior, etiquette expert Gwen Sawyer, has only three weeks to work her magic on Evie before a society ball, and so moves into Will’s luxurious penthouse. However she discovers too late that etiquette is the last thing on devilishly handsome Will’s mind…

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