Christmas is just a week away. It doesn’t feel like Christmas though. I don’t know if it’s the exhaustion of the last two years, or the continued and continuing pandemic, or just my own general malaise, but this holiday season seems so…flat. I’m not a huge Christmas fan anyway, at least not like I was
Tag: real life
This week, I once again found myself without a day job. The company I was with laid me off on Monday, so I am back on the job search. I’ve come to really not like looking for a job. I’m good at what I do, and I have always let the work speak for me.
There is a particular spot when writing a book, at least for me, when I’ve found the path, and the plot is clear and my characters are feeling very chatty, and it just flows out of my fingers and into the keyboard. I’ve recently hit that point with the second Blood Witch book. The problem
A lot of people have complicated relationships with their fathers, and I think current political and health matters probably don’t really help in that arena. I have LGBTQ+ friends whose fathers have thrown them away, disowned them, told them to never come back. I have friends who had abusive fathers, drug addict fathers, fathers who
You know those mornings when you wake up slowly, snuggled into warm blankets, with cuddly pets on either side and you lay there, not quite awake thinking how nice it would be to just fall back to sleep? But then the alarm goes off and just like that you’re faced with the fact that now
As a writer, I look at every experience as an opportunity to learn human behavior, to observe from the sidelines as the world goes on around me. I mean, sure I get frustrated and even angry with things, but even then a part of my brain is taking in the color and cataloging characters in