In college I dated a guy who told me I put God in a box. He said I must not have much faith, to think God couldn’t cleanse all wounds and heal all ills. He wanted me to go before the church and let them lay their hands on me, to pray away the little … Continue reading Wellness and Happiness
“Without a bit of fun, the whole world turns to rot.” Check out the audio for The Dark Below: A Capstan Shanty, sung by Evander the Hawk in Book Three of Rogue Elegance (Check out artist @sncinderart on Instagram for more gorgeous work!) Print giveaways TBA! In the meantime, keep reading for a sneak peak … Continue reading Thief, Runaway, Murderer
Taken from Chapter Twenty-Eight: Three Little Words “What are you doing here, Emerala?” She scowls at him, leaning into the rough-hewn stone of the shop to her left and crossing her arms over her chest. “You dragged me here, largely against my will.” He groans. “Not here, here. I mean, what are you doing … Continue reading The Winding Maze Excerpt
Bear with me, friends, because I have a few thoughts that have been rattling around in my head, and I need the space to get them out before they stage a hostile takeover. As many of you know, I’m profoundly deaf. That means without an external implement, I can’t hear a thing. Luckily, in 1999 … Continue reading On Being Enough
Excerpt from “A Boy Bewitched” Chapter Twenty-Four of The Winding Maze James’s hands shake as he fastens his mask behind his head. He curses himself, fumbling with the simple knot and nearly losing the modest black eye mask altogether. The sound of revelry drifts out into the vestibule from beyond the propped double doors … Continue reading The Winding Maze Excerpt
Pretty Little Lies From Book Three of the Rogue Elegance Trilogy Nerani’s heart has been firmly lodged in her throat since the minute she first saw the Guardian strewn across the floor of the Forbidden City. It chokes her, suffocates her, keeping her shuttered and tense. She is edging along the thin blade of a … Continue reading The Winding Maze Chapter Reveal
I had an experience today. A deaf experience, to be precise, as is par for the course for a deaf person. My piss-poor hearing frequently leads me to have awkward encounters when out and about in the world. For the most part, people are generally forgiving. Today, however, I found myself becoming an unintentional nuisance … Continue reading On Kindness and Compassion.
Two days ago someone asked me if I have a blog, and I suddenly remembered that I did. I’m terrible at keeping track of my life. It’s been that way since the first time I received a journal for Christmas. Seriously. When my parents moved out of my childhood home, I found an entire box … Continue reading Oh Right, I Have a Blog
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Isn’t that what people say? Lately, I’ve found that particular quote to be especially relevant to my life. You know, if “Hell” was never finishing the manuscript I’m currently working on, and the road to get there was paved with tweets. That’s right. I said it. … Continue reading The Road to Hell, NaNoWriMo Edition
I haven’t been sleeping much lately. I know, I know, what new(ish) parent does? Surprisingly, it isn’t the Tiny Human’s fault that I’ve been missing out on Z’s. She goes down to bed at 7:30 every night, and she’s up at 7:00 in the morning. She didn’t always sleep so well, and so I’m thankful … Continue reading Musings of a Night Owl
