Hello, hello! I’m typing this with sticky BBQ sauced fingers which means only one thing… I’m back in Washington, at Third Place Commons, working on my writing, and eating Burney Brother’s pulled pork, as I have for some eight years now. I’m going to be in Washington for a while. Among other things, summer break… Continue reading A Case of the Sequel Blues
So this week I launched my Pre-Order Giveaway Goodreads AMA Discussion which, aside from being a mouthful, also turns out to be wildly successful. Twelve hours in, I hit #43 on the Amazon Bestsellers List for Fairytale Adaptations. I’ve been celebrating on social media, but my actual feelings on the subject are much more complex.… Continue reading I’m a Bestselling Author: PANIC
All indicators are either my unconscious nightmare-state is either a product of daytime anxiety, or childhood trauma (because, let’s face it, Freud just makes sense sometimes) Imagine our surprise when my boyfriend came back from a frat party after an evening of alcohol, smoking, and so much caffeine he developed a bright red mask-like rash… Continue reading Taking the “fun” out of Sleep DysFUNction
So a few months ago I had a panic attack. It was a short lived episode, but I was with friends and it just humiliated me. The worst part was how understanding and helpful everyone was. It was maddening and surprising to realize that I was the only one upset with myself for freaking out…I… Continue reading A Post Modern Painting, a Poem, and a Panic Attack
“If your dreams don’t scare you, they aren’t big enough.” – Lowell Lundstrum I don’t know who he is, I just know he’s right. Sometimes the only thing that tells me that I’m still on the right track is that I am deathly afraid of what is coming my way. It all seems to be… Continue reading As the Day Draws Nearer…
The thought occurs to me in this moment, I really should have outlined more in October. I had eleven months that weren’t NaNoWriMo to do so, and I completely blew it, intentionally. You would think that NaNoWriMo gets easier every year you do it, but there’s not truth to that at all. Every year it’s… Continue reading The Joys of Not Knowing What the Heck You’re Doing
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