For the longest time, I thought I was borderline anti-social. The more I learn about myself, the more I realize my desire for peace and quiet has less to…
Mondays are seldom warm and fuzzy–unless your boss is tied up in a broom closet and everyone else that contributes to your daily workload is on vacation. But when…
This has turned out to be a weekend forever burned in my memory. My soft-hearted hubby piled our two young girls in his Jeep Thursday night and headed off…
Whoever says time travel isn’t possible isn’t paying attention. (Then again, not everyone is a paranormal writer. We’re prone to think about odd things.) I navigated my own…
You know the expression, “Time flies?” Sometimes, it’s a gross understatement. Sometimes, “Time ripped past me at Mach thirty digging a deep, dark trench in its wake” is more…
I think I should warn you upfront; this isn’t going to be one of my rah-rah, life-as-a-writer-is-so-cool posts. This is the yucky underbelly. The kind where I’m moaning and…
