This week’s edition of A Creative Space features the start I wrote to my “practice novel”– the first novel I attempted writing. I realized that as much as I loved…
What Was He Thinking? A Photo Story He stood so still out on that cliff. People strolled by on the path–on the right track–paying no attention to this solitary figure…
(This week’s edition of A Creative Space features the end–the epilogue–to the very first novel I wrote called Wild Cherries. If you weren’t here last Monday, I call this my…
(This week’s edition of A Creative Space features the beginning–a prologue–to the very first novel I wrote called Wild Cherries. I call it my ‘practice novel’ lol. It will never…
TV Review Younger is the story of 40-year-old Liza, newly divorced, who wants to get back into the publishing business after being away to raise her daughter. When she’s passed…
Happy Birthday, Chasing Eveline! It’s July 11 somewhere in the world right now! And this day marks the one-year anniversary of the release of my YA debut CHASING EVELINE. If…
A Requiem for Summer (original song lyrics) Carried by the breeze, hidden in the shade, I’ve unearthed the summer glow, a game that I once played. Time failed to find…
A Mixed Tape Love Song for Scott (in his own words) I’m here, I’m here, not heroic but I try. I’ve got this disease and I’m just rattling through life.…
Author News! In about one month, it will be time to celebrate the one-year anniversary of the release of my YA debut CHASING EVELINE. It’s been such a great year!…
Trust Me (Part II) (read Part I HERE) …Somehow, I landed in some deserted, hilly no-man’s land. It was not familiar at all, and I was doubly confused as I…
A Chasing Eveline Bookish Quiz TGIF, right? Friday is all about survival. It’s sometimes also about eating fish. Mostly, though, it’s about fun! It’s like a pre-Saturday. Or a weekend…
Trust Me The plane was nose-diving toward the ground. We were about to crash. Everyone around me, though, seemed oddly calm. Even Joe, who was seated next to me, seemed…
The artist has lived there all his life. Every day from noon until two, he comes out on his balcony and sketches. Gloom or sun, he is there each day.…
Another #TBT and another look back at some love sonnets I’ve written. Lest you think last week’s poems were the end of my melancholy college years, there’s more! The first…
Welcome to the 2018 Author Toolbox Blog Hop! It’s a monthly blog hop organized by the lovely Raimey Gallant aimed at helping authors discover all sorts of tools to help…
Untitled, And Still Unoriginal This is just to tell you that I will not Write to you anymore. How could I? For two hours I wrote down, in my voice,…
William Wordsworth has always been my favorite poet. And of his poems, the Lucy series is my favorite. This one in particular has always stuck with me: When my dad…
He knew his final days were approaching. The cancer had spread like wildfire in his body. But that isn’t what pained him most. What haunted him in early morning hours…
Hello ghouls and ghosts! Happy Halloween! via GIPHY And welcome to this spooktacular week of Top Ten Tuesday, hosted by The Broke and the Bookish. This week is a…
Although it was October, the sun scorched the earth and the heat suffocated any trace of an autumn breeze. Along the sidewalk she saw a mushroom sticking up among the…
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