Dear readers, I'm speaking with you from my place in Refrigerator Purgatory. At only five years old, it met a sudden, untimely demise on a Tuesday. I noticed there wasn't any new ice in the ice maker, and I discovered the severity of the situation when I reached for something in the freezer and it... Continue Reading →

"I hang out with guys because girls are such drama." "She shouldn't dress like that." "I'm not that good at it." "That's not how girls should act." I've heard these things. I've said these things. I've written these things. It has to stop. I’ve been devouring the Handbook for Mortals and 50 Shades of Gray take-downs... Continue Reading →

I've been idle for a minute. I know you've missed me. I don't have a face, but I see yours all the time. I track your gaze as it moves up and down, side to side. You look so busy sitting there. So important. Please, run your thumb over me. How long has it been... Continue Reading →

There's something so great about writing during this time of year. Full moons are a little creepier, noises are a little closer, and wrapping up in a blanket during a writing session feels so much more satisfying. I was nominated to do this questionnaire by my fellow talented writer Carolina Huball and you can find... Continue Reading →

I read The Mountain Between Us by Charles Martin to complete a category of my reading challenge: a book becoming a movie in 2017. The story is about Ben, a doctor, and Ashley, a journalist, who are both trying to get home after their flights are cancelled due to a blizzard. Ben convinces a charter pilot to... Continue Reading →