Category: My Writing Life

  I’m still alive.  I swear!  This thing came out of nowhere and slammed my ass into bed so fast, I’ve barely crawled out of it for days.  Unbelievable.  It’s been the weirdest cold.  Felt like someone shoved sharp pieces of dry ice down into my chest so every breath was shallow and painful.  Body…

Haven’t been online since Monday, so sorry for the lack of responses.  I have over 80 emails to catch up on as well, so don’t think I’m ignoring you, please. I’ll catch up when I’m not  knocked flat by a horrible summer cold/flu.  Hope the summer has started out better for you all. <g>

Yeah, this picture has nothing to do with the post.  I just liked it.  Feels fresh and sharp–puts me in a reflective mood.  I’m keeping this short because I still want Rachel‘s cover of STRAY easily visible.  Today is the official release day after all and it isn’t every day you see your CP’s debut…

   Despite early Stray sightings, the official release date is here!!!  Okay, technically, it’s June 1st, but I don’t care!  It’s out and I’m so excited for her!  Check out Rachel Vincent’s debut book.  Faythe Sanders likes to pretend she’s a normal college co-ed, but that’s only half the truth. It’s the other half that…

I can smell another spring storm on the wind. Threads of cool air have hitched a ride with the fierce humid wind and it feels good to stand outside with my eyes closed and my hair whipping around my face. I keep taking long, deep breaths–hoping not only to chase away the stale, overworked, office air…

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise.  The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”                      ~Sylvia Plath

Okay, I’ve gone on and on about how the rewrite stage is my favorite.  I’m officially past the halfway mark in my book and my plan is to be done by the end of May.  (Not sure why I pick the most difficult kid/school month to do these things, but I never seem to pick…

Little groggy from lack of sleep this week so the brain feels wrapped in heavy layers of fog.  You know it’s bad when you’re trying to carry on an interesting conversation with the hubby and you check out twice in one sentence.  With the fires and early hurricane, complaining about our constant storms feels petty,…

Excerpt from Lucid Dreaming by Stephen LaBerge (1985) Why do we have dreams and what do they mean? These questions have for centuries been the subject of a debate that has recently become the center of a heated controversy. In one camp we have a number of prominent scientists who argue that we dream for…