Things My Haters Love

When I published my first book, I wasn’t a newbie to public critiques. I worked for a newspaper and wrote a column on parenting - two places where trolls live in the comments section. I knew how horrible people could be, and had developed a somewhat thick skin over it. Don’t get me wrong, it never feels good when someone publicly blasts your parenting decisions or even your children. But you just have to keep reminding yourself that trolls feed on creating a reaction. Delete, and move on. It's different with reviews, though...

Love Letter to Just Desserts

This morning, in an effort to find that peace, I decided to write a love letter to my novel. I know, I know. This is painfully cheesy. But you guys, it worked. Instead of feeling like my manuscript is a burden standing in the way of my happiness, I have this seed of warm love for the story, almost like it’s my own child, held in my hands.

Life is a mother

I’m in this super deep funk right now where I can’t see up from down. Sure, I can blame COVID, but this has been going on since way before we knew what it was like to SIP for months on end. In an attempt to purge myself of every block standing in the way of my writing, I’m going to be ultra vulnerable here and spew my stuff in this blog post. Get comfy. This is long.