It was fast. It was fun. It was over in three months. ... Okay, that's halfway true. The only celebrity I've actually seen up close is Kirk Cameron at an autograph signing. After spending several months on my last manuscript, now out for representation, I needed a change and returned to the contemporary novel I... Continue Reading →

Sometimes I pretend it doesn't suck. That it doesn't gut me. That it doesn't hurt. I pretend that I'm unaware of how many days have passed. Or how old he'd be. Or what he'd be doing right now. I see what could be, what is, what's missing. He should be here. He should be part... Continue Reading →

“They might say some things that are… offensive,” her mother told her. “We just want you to be ready in case they do.” Cara didn’t understand what that meant, or which word would be the word. She’d heard plenty of bad words, especially when her dad got frustrated when he was working on something in... Continue Reading →

“Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out.” ― Criss Jamie I only write in first person point of view. I've tried my hand at third person, but I struggle with seeing my stories from above, rather than through their eyes. I will read either... Continue Reading →