Fair Haven

We are T-minus a very short time before my book launch, and I think I might puke. Fair Haven will be my first novel released. I started writing this book in the spring of 2015. Writing and I were in an on-and-off again relationship for a while, so progress was slow. It wasn't until last year... Continue Reading →

A Writer’s Priorities – A Timeline

What have you been doing? When I say  "I've been writing for 6 years,"  it doesn't seem possible,  and the truth is,  I really haven't been.  It wasn't until recently that I started taking my writing seriously enough to even call myself a 'writer.' So when people question what I've been doing for the past 6... Continue Reading →

How I Make Time for Writing

How do I make time for writing?  Easy.  I don't do housework. It's filthy in here,  which is great inspiration for horror writing. What's that smell?  I'll work it into the story. The spots on my windows blur the outside world into a Monet of greens, browns, and blues.  My character's vision is failing. Animal... Continue Reading →

Right Must Write

- a dissection of thoughts from the creative's brain. There was a disturbance within the gray matter. At three o’clock in the morning, the Circadian rhythm was disrupted and REM ceased. Left realized the change first and panicked. “Shhhh,” she whispered, afraid to make any sudden movements. “Just breathe and go back to sleep before... Continue Reading →

I’m a writer now.

Let's get this out of the way...I just called myself a "writer". This time, without the preluded tag of "aspiring". That's what I am now, a writer. For several hours of every weekday (and sometimes weekends), I write. I've written two novels and the first draft of a third. I've written over ten short stories, two... Continue Reading →

Write, Submit, Wait, Repeat.

I've been keeping a secret. Two weeks ago, I submitted my query letter to a publishing company, along with the required first three chapters of Fairview Infected. This novel will be pitched to a handful of other publishers as well, and the brutal truth is that it will—in all likelihood—be rejected. It's the inevitable outcome that I... Continue Reading →

It’s on my morning walk with the dogs. It’s in the sharp autumn air as it cuts into my lungs. It’s in the sunlight as it wavers through the branches and marbleizes the grass with splashes of gold. Inspiration flies from the wings of the birds against the blue sky, and seals an image in... Continue Reading →

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