Like many others, I've been practicing self-isolation. Coronavirus has hit the world hard, and my state has been hit hardest - or close to it. Which means lo...

Specifically, this blog is taking a mental health day. I mentioned in this post that I'm trying to be kinder to myself and my own mental state. Unfortunately...

I have a friend. I can actually call her that these days even though we've never met in person, but we talk almost daily now. We met on a writing critique we...

First, Happy New Year! I'm actually looking forward to 2020, though I'm keeping expectations low. 2018 and 2019 were not kind to me at all, so for 2020 I'm j...

This post may be a little... politically loaded. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving in the U.S.A. In the past three years, a lot of N.American holidays feel... loaded....

I'm not actively participating in NaNoWriMo this month. I've tried in the past. I struggle to keep on track. Which seems odd; one manuscript I have I wrote 8...

*Name changed for privacy. This is not a post about writing or craft, but it is something I have strong feelings about. In the year 2019, therapy is still st...

Recently, I changed a WIP. I'm still querying, so I'd prefer to be vague, but it was essentially a fairy tale retelling where the heroine is now the villain ...

My fiance and I tied the knot this past weekend. Most of our immediate families were there. I managed to get the youngest into a summer dress. My oldest wore...

I started my querying journey with Blistered (A Modern Greek Myth), which was eventually picked up by a small press. But agents weren't really interested. Lo...

Writing requires a lot of dedication. You have to not just know but love the craft and be willing to deal with all the frustrations that come with it. There'...

Jeff, Braeden, and Maya weren't always ordinary teenagers. In fact, the first iteration of "Burning Britely" was utterly different.

I've been writing since 2001. Well, probably earlier, but 2001 is when I remember having an online account specifically dedicated to the craft. If we count t...

The past year has been quite a doozy. In August 2018, my mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer and passed a month later. In February 2019, my babysitter ...