It's a bad idea and you will get hurt. The end. Just kidding I wouldn't do that to you. After finding my way to Writer Twitter (TM) a little over a year ago, it has paid off in dividends. I've taken risks. I've improved my craft. I brainstorm ideas with other wise and brilliant minds.... Continue Reading →

Maybe our world will grow kinder someday The opposing tensions pull now until they could snap Casual comments tossed at screens Vile hatred spewed in plain sight Pixels against pixels where no one is real and nothing is sacred Spare feelings? Why? Only mine matter My values and my principles I see no consequences, no... Continue Reading →

Yes, let's. It's the internet bully's favorite term to mock people who, I don't know, have feelings, I guess. There are a bajillion memes and GIFs that get pasted into replies. Hilarious. But triggers are real, and I'd like to share a story about mine. I'm a childhood cancer survivor. I was diagnosed with a... Continue Reading →

I don't know if I'm her or she's me. There are twenty-eight years between us. Right now, as I watch the clock and do the math about how much time separates me from what I dread, I feel her. She's scared. I'm scared. Maybe we are the same person. She's raw emotion, real and visceral.... Continue Reading →

This has been a monster year in my writing life. I finished two full manuscripts, and almost a third, but I'm not sure I can write 2,500 words by midnight, and I'm not going to try. I went to my first writer workshop and participated in a pitch contest. I queried a novel for representation... Continue Reading →