Like Slipping on an Old Pair of Jeans…

…that have been dried on high for five hours with a little too much starch. I haven’t written anything (aside from blog posts and the random lengthy tweet) since this time last year, and it’s been harder to get back in the swing of things than I expected. I’m using NaNo as a way to …

120-ish Hours to Go!

Do you hear that? It’s the slow moan of thousands of writers as they prepare for the most ridiculous writing competition of the year! NANOWRIMO! Yes, I’m doing it again. I’d originally planned on writing a sci-fi young adult idea that’s been bouncing around in my head, but I’ve decided to write the sequel to …

The Great Pumpkin Analogy

While perusing the pumpkin “patch” (shelves) at my grocery store last weekend, this one struck me as the roundest, cleanest, most pumpkiny pumpkin of the bunch. In fact, I was so pleased with nature’s work that I considered leaving it alone and letting its bright orange hue be all the decoration I needed. So pretty. …

When Do You Say When?

I sent my first queries for Flicker almost seven months ago. In that time I’ve had a couple full requests, a few more partial requests, and several handfuls of rejections. I’ve avoided talking about the process here because I choose to keep that out of the public eye, but I’m reaching the point where I …

What Lies Beneath

As much as I like pretty things, I’ve always prided myself at looking past the surface and really seeing what’s lurking beneath. I read the back cover of books, I make friends based on personality, and I think all dogs are adorable. But a recent change in my life has changed all that. You see, …

Repost: Being Authentic

I first posted this on March 10, 2010, and thought it was worth repeating. I wrote this while working on my second novel, so while that part is a bit outdated, the rest still applies. Do you ever have random words just pop into your head? Words that you rarely use but make you giggle, …

Unattainable

“The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.” “You can look but you can’t touch.” “We always want what we can’t have.” I’m beginning to think you should start calling me Jack Handy because I seem to be overflowing with deep thoughts. I guess that’s what happens when I’m not writing. …

A Different Pair of Shoes

This past Sunday was rough for me, but through the tears and what-ifs and despairs that strikes too easily at times, I took comfort that now my friend Craig will never be forgotten. Every 9/11 for the past ten years, I’ve done a little navel-gazing and thought hard about the kind of person I am …

Can a Letter Be Cursed?

Or more appropriately: That letter B is cursed! I’ve had a heckuva couple days, and I’m blaming it all in the letter B. Take note: Sunday morning I loaded up the car to take Owen to the dog Beach, and on the way I hit a Baby Bird. I’m talking POOF! Feathers everywhere. After a …

Creative Stuff

Writing has dominated my posts lately (which is ironic considering I’ve barely written a word this year) but I’ve been busy doing other stuff, too. First, I have a new blog header! Y’all on readers, come take a peek. I hated the previous one because I flipped the picture and I could never get used …