On January 20th The Naughty Literati lost one of our own, Charlotte “Charlee” Boyett-Compo, one of our founding members who contributed her wonderful stories to every one of our releases since we all began to write together. Today we celebrate the life of this strong, charismatic, sarcastic, creative, prolific author and dear friend who touched each of our lives in indelible ways.
I first “met” Charlee online in 1999 when we were both writing for one of the very first epublishers. (I was writing under a different name at the time.) Her book with that publisher (and I’m sorry that I can’t remember the title now) was also one of the first ebooks I ever read, on my clunky old laptop since even the early ereaders were still a couple of years away. It simply blew me away. At the time many people argued that ebooks weren’t “real” books, that they were inferior, things the authors couldn’t sell to “real” publishers. If ever a book demolished those denigrations, Charlee’s book did. It blew me away with its depth, its ferocity, the brilliant, unforgettable characters, the marvelous writing, and a plot that left me in tears at the end. I can’t remember the title, but I do remember the plot and characters quite vividly after all these years.