Over the past few weeks, Aurora Rey and I have been discussing our cultural roots and our queerness and the ways they intersect. In part our discussion was a result of this essay at Autostraddle, which you should absolutely read. We have found (okay, we knew this before) that there are a number of commonalities… Read More Cultural Roots and Communal Behavior: A Discussion Between Aurora Rey and Ashley Bartlett
This summer I’m dragging my wife to the Golden Crown Literary Society conference in Las Vegas. She’s never been to Vegas. Probably because she hates to travel. In all fairness, we are both introverts who don’t generally like to leave the comfort of our apartment. We like our bed and our cat and our coffee… Read More The Art of Misleading
People legit think I’m my characters. Which I get. I write in first person. It’s intimate. Plus, my narrators are sarcastic and good-looking. It’s hard to distinguish sometimes. For the record, I’m not my characters. In fact, we have very little in common. There is one fundamental similarity between Cash Braddock and me, though. We… Read More When Barbers Become the Gender Police
My students choose a theme every year. I did not tell them to do this, but hey, if you put together a group of smart, motivated teenagers, they do crazy shit. This year, my darlings chose activism for their theme. Previously, I was a big fan of coddling them, but now I realize what a… Read More Activism in Suburbia
At any author panel, in any interview with an author, someone inevitably asks the question. The framing always differs, the depth of responses might change, but at the core the question doesn’t vary. Plotter or panster? The plotters always speak in shades of insanity. There are authors with entire walls covered in color-coded sticky notes.… Read More Growed-up
I went to see Atomic Blonde a couple weeks ago. It was glorious, of course. I grew up watching spy flicks. My brother and I spent every Thanksgiving glued to Spike TV’s James Bond marathon. Around us relatives would flow in and out of the house, women (never men) filled the kitchen with laughter and… Read More Dress Code for Spies
Congratulations Glenda and Kerry, ebook winners and connoisseurs of crime (except that last part, probably). Check your email. If you don’t have something from a hoodlum named Ashley, then something has gone wrong and you should hit me up. Thanks, everyone, for participating. When I was writing The Price of Cash, I struggled a bit… Read More Be an Outlaw. Win a Book.