Category: Writing

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I’m Baaaack

Once upon a time I wrote a novel. I had never written an entire novel before so I wasn’t sure how to do it. I just opened up my subconscious and let it all tumble […]

Taking a few weeks off

Hi faithful readers. Between the collapse of Booktrope and the extra work that has created for me as I get my one published novel back out there in the world, and the need to have […]

It’s Not the Writing that Scares Me

There’s a saying, “write what scares you.” In March I did the Moth Story Slam. Writing the story wasn’t especially scary. It brought up some unpleasant memories, but it wasn’t scary. You want to know […]

Further Thoughts on the Closing of Booktrope

When I got the news that Booktrope is closing, I was on day 3 of a vacation in Europe. I had just awoken to my first full day in Prague, and, as is my custom, […]

Aaaaand, Things Take a Sharp Turn

The day after my last post I learned that my publisher, Booktrope, is going out of business at the end of May. This isn’t entirely unexpected as there had been some recent turnover and drama, […]

WIP Wednesday

I’ve been quiet lately. Last week I was sick, and this week I am sequestering myself to work on my next book – a sequel to Raising John. Here’s a sample from the beginning. This […]

Crowdsourcing for My Tagline

I’ve been lax about updating my blog for the past few weeks. First it was The Moth and now it’s the interminable task of updating my website and figuring out how to market Raising John […]

Technical Difficulties

This week I was going to post my story in written form, along with the link to my Moth performance, but I’m having a hard time finding out where they store the recordings. I know […]

How to Do a Live Story

I missed my Wednesday post this week, but I have a reason. I was hard at work on a story for the Moth Story Slam. If you’ve never heard of it, it’s an offshoot of […]

Unearthing the Past

I spent most of my free time this week going through old family photos, letters and assorted mementos. A few years ago I became the custodian of these materials, distributed among several large and decrepit […]