A true tale of a recent lunch break encounter.
Feeling French
Category: Blog
Six Weeks of Going Slow
I had big plans six weeks ago when we were ordered to shelter in place....
Song of the Quarantined Neighbors
An ode to the five kids who are bored to death next door.
A poem about Emily Dickinson, plus a few more
I'm in my third semester of a creative writing class at my community college, which has been great for not only helping to improve my novel writing, but expanding the kinds of writing I'm doing. Poetry is one of these bonuses.
Short Story: Being Super
Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to fly? Here's a short story about it.
Yes, it’s April. So why not make some writing goals?
It's the fourth month of 2020, which is obviously the perfect time to share my writing goals for the year, right?
A time like this calls for cupcakes
Here's what's new in my book world.
Life in the Time of Coronavirus
These are hard, scary, and unsettling times. Life is also still good.
The Sun Showed His Face
After a winter that lasted forever, the sun finally came out. So I wrote a quick lunch break poem about it.
A Bagel in Reno
I'm sitting at the pristine succulent-lined café bar, the city on pause outside, filtered out by clean air and soft music. An elevator ride away and I’ll be in a smoky lobby, surrounded by bells and sirens, the sounds of celebration drowning out the silence of despair.
