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
Alexander awakes to a bloodcurdling scream. He leaps out of his bed in a single bound, racing across the uneven floor of his quarters. The splintering wood is rough against his bare feet as he wrenches open the door to his room. Warm morning light sweeps across him in a blinding swath of gold and … Continue reading Excerpt From The Forbidden City
I’ve been negligent again, guys. I’m sorry. I went to the New York Writer’s Conference in August and spent a weekend immersed in workshop after workshop on writing and publishing. It was glorious. It was eye-opening. It was, at times, pretty intimidating. I meant to come home and document my thoughts and reframe my newfound … Continue reading Updates and Excerpts and Agents, Oh My.
I’ve never been very comfortable with change. Mixing something up, or replacing something old with something new, has always bothered me, no matter how small or insignificant that change might be. And I really mean it when I say it doesn’t matter how small. A new collar for Henry? No way. It doesn’t matter if … Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-changes
My husband is good at public speaking. He can make entire roomfuls of wedding guests laugh and cry and laugh again in just a quick, ten second turnaround. He knows when to push and, even more so, he knows when to hold back and wait. He can hold his own in an argument with higher … Continue reading The Post Where I Panic About My Lack of Social Skills
Anyone who knows me knows that I’m pretty big on birthdays. I love my birthday, my friends’ birthdays, my husband’s birthday… for God’s sake, I even threw my dog a giant 1st birthday pool party (Thanks again to the friends who came and politely tolerated THAT weirdness. Just FYI, guys, his third birthday is … Continue reading Birthday Shenanigans
Back in March I started talking about a new zombie related project I was working on, and no one was surprised. Considering I frequently wear my blood spattered “This is my zombie killing shirt” t-shirt out in public, can we really say we expected anything different from the woman who casually stockpiles canned goods in … Continue reading Zombies, New York, and Kryptonite
This morning while walking the dog I was so engrossed in mentally blocking a scene from my newest dystopian project that I failed to see a muddy pothole in the road directly in front of me. While Henry neatly avoided the gap, I caught my toe on the edge and nearly face planted in the … Continue reading There are Zombies in Boston.
When putting together a manuscript, there’s always a weird sort of limbo in between the “word vomit” writing phase and the editing phase. Much of that might be because the editing phase is no fun at all, and I’m the world’s worst (or best, depending on how you look at it) procrastinator. I’ve also recently … Continue reading Work In Progress
The day I published Rogue Elegance I sat back, poured myself a glass of wine, and told myself that I was finally, finally done. Done with what? With the story? With writing? With becoming way too emotionally attached to my own fictional characters? Turns out, I wasn’t done with any of it. Even before the … Continue reading On To The Next Adventure, Then