Silence is Worth a Thousand Words [#MFRWAuthor]

For a blissful moment, all is silent. And then, as if the harpies of Hades have decided to torment the frustrated writer just a little bit longer, there is a scurry of nails. And another, until a full on squirrel orgy/disco/gladiator match is in swing in the rafters above my head.

Books Reflecting Life

When I tell people I write romance novels, I get myriad responses. By far, the ones I find most offensive are those people who ask,

Do you ever want to write real books?

Yeah. I do want to write real books. That’s why I write romance novels.

What Do You Have to Be Afraid of?

The idea that we’ll never get the opportunity to produce our best work, that we’re wasting time, that we’re going to wake up one day and realize twenty years have passed and we’re still peddling in the same spot–that’s not exclusive to me.

Water, Water, Everywhere, Nor Any Drop to Drink

I’ve indulged in enough nature documentaries and post-apocalyptic YA fantasy stories to know that if you ever find yourself stranded – especially on an island in the middle of the ocean – the most important, number one, highest-priority thing to do is find potable water. 

Flying Cars and Self-Writing Books

As someone who lived through the whole Y2K thing as a young child, someone who came of age with the major advancement in technology and communication, someone who has seen the car industry continue to struggle with those pesky flying cars, I have learned time and again that the future doesn’t happen the way we think it will.