My Blog

  • Over the River and Through the Woods . . .

    Okay, there’s no river. But there is snow! This is the view of my path through the woods, and if you look really, really close, you can see my little cabin hidden away in the trees and almost buried in all the snow we’ve been getting lately. It’s my secret place. My writer’s cabin. My…

  • The Writer’s Guide To Mental Health

    “Writers, this cannot be right. Our mind is capable of so much—spinning tales that can make people cry or laugh, creating characters that become best friends to the people who read our stories, and building entire worlds with complex civilizations and landscapes far beyond anything in the natural world. The potential is unlimited. So why,…

  • For The Writer Who Needs A Fresh Start

    Oddly enough, I started my writing journey with a failed story. Weird, right? I tell people all the time that the only way to fail as a writer is to quit. I fully believe that every story has potential, and the worst habit a writer can get into is dumping their current work-in-progress for a…

  • Imagination Buddies

    Have I mentioned that I belong to a writing group? Because I belong to a writing group. We’re imagination buddies. It’s the best. Once a month—or two or three months—we get together, eat chocolate, and talk about our lives. And plot points. And stubborn characters who never listen or do the things they’re supposed to…

  • A Writer’s Guide To Catching Dreams

    I’m going to tell you a secret. I have never had a scene or a chapter in my many books come out exactly the way I planned it in my head. Isn’t that strange? Even after seven years of writing, eight books, and nearly two million words, I still can’t capture exactly what it is…

  • For The Writer Who Doesn’t Like Their Own Writing

    Sometimes it’s really hard to like your writing. I think that’s a moment we’ve all hit at one time or another, isn’t it? We stare at a page or even a chapter that we’ve just finished and it just . . . doesn’t work. Something about it is wrong, and maybe we couldn’t even tell…