So they’ve gone

There’s a great, big spider that’s built a web outside my living room window. At first, I observed her alone. She built an exquisite web to span the entire width of the glass – [...]

Bad Beginnings

You may remember me gushing about a writing workshop I went to in May with the inimitable Laura Ruby and Anne Ursu. It was a writer’s dream for so many reasons: it was at the fantastic [...]

When someone loves me

When someone loves me, I’ll fly high I’ll swoop low and feel safe I’ll twirl on a breeze and be light as a feather. “I love you,” says the wind. But the wind is too [...]

Win books! – YASH 2019

Welcome to YA Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event gives you a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from your favorite authors…and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this [...]

Shoe Dog

This past (long) weekend, I took a whirlwind trip to Atlanta. It was to a by-invitation-only gathering of published writers, and I had no idea what to expect. I’d made the decision to go [...]

A short story

Today I worked on edits for my story in the Five Minutes in Hotel Stormcove anthology (I can’t wait for you guys to read it!). Revisiting the short story format gave me another idea for [...]

Guess what…

When it rains, it pours, chickadees. You’ll remember a few days ago I let you know about Five Minutes at Stormcove, an anthology I “cold queried” and just found out I got into a few days ago. [...]

Your next read!

There’s an old Twilight Zone episode I always think about, the story of a curmudgeonly guy who wants nothing more than to be left alone to read all the time. It was supposed to be a [...]

Seduced by prosecutors

In the span of under two years, I have gone from someone sensibly skeptical of law enforcement to a regular pilgrim to the chapel of Saint Mueller. How did this happen? I blame Preet Bharara. [...]

Random poems

Going through my phone, I sometimes find pieces of things I’ve written in my notes in waiting rooms or some such. I like posting them here, because when I’m looking for something [...]

The Why

I don’t spend a lot of time navel-gazing about why I write. Some things just are, like breezes and cooking smells, my caterwauling cat and the my wonky nail on my right middle finger. [...]


I wear my family on my back like a turtle wears her house. Read this letter for me. What if they come? What do I do? I wear my family on my armor Of stay away Of you don’t understand Of we [...]

Hello sugarplums

I’ve been quiet on here of late. It’s not for lack of things to share, but for an insistent desire to pull out of the bonds of what’s been said and send out news, clarion and [...]

Accidental Venice

It probably began with Madonna. There she was, dazzling beacon of my emerging girlhood, writhing on a boat in blue spandex pants against a backdrop that looked dreamed up for her Like a Virgin [...]