Who Has Time To Read??

This week, I spent Friday night nannying at someone’s house. Because I party hard, ya’ll. I don’t normally nanny anymore, mostly because I work forty hours a week in an office, then get home and work on side hustle/personal career/books until I go to sleep. But this particular job fell into my lap, and I…

Tying Up Loose Ends

I am leaving tomorrow on a super special, very exciting trip. One last hurrah, you might say, before my job begins and I have to settle into a desk and learn a new routine. Since I love routines, I am very excited. But the fact remains that tomorrow morning, somewhere between Very Dark and Sleep…

A Gathering Of Souls

I went to a writing conference this weekend. The Young Women’s Writing Workshop, if we’re going to be technical about it. I’m just going to call it a gathering of souls. It was the best thing I’ve done for my writing and my soul all year. I think. I’ve done a lot of things for…

Herb-Woman

Rose hips grow by the wooden gate, red fruit already wrinkling in the late-summer sun. I pause with my hand on the latch, gathering a few and storing them away in my apron pockets before I go inside. They smell of hot wind and dust, but brewed into a syrup, they’ll cure cough and treat…

On The Edge Of Living

All men die, I tell them when they ask me why the world ends the way it does. And when they die, they come here. We’re not dead. Not yet. They ask me why that is, but I don’t tell them the reason. I don’t tell them that we’re the forgotten people, the ones sent…

Go To Sleep

I come when the library closes. The lights are out, except for the lamp Mrs. Wilfe leaves on just for me. The doors are locked, and the windows have been shuttered. Even most of the reading desks are cleared. No one is left. Only me. Because I have to put the stories to sleep. I…

Living Like A Writer

We are two weeks into January. Almost two weeks. What day is it again? Basically, 2019 has been a whirlwind of activity, even in its first two weeks. I started coaching sessions, started the first draft of my sixth book, embraced this blog, sent out several resumes for freelance writing positions, and oddly enough, repainted…

For The Writer Who Has Quit One Too Many Times

As a writer, there is nothing quite as exhilarating as a new idea. A new character waltzes in, capturing our attention, and whispering about a story flooded with new possibilities, new dangers, and a love so deep it borders on intoxication. Suddenly, we’re taking the long way home from work, getting lost in the grocery…

Heartsmith

They say the best shops are the easiest to find. I don’t agree with that. I’ve known many good shops in my time, shops that were hidden away, that took me all day to find. Sometimes the hunt is half the fun. But these days, people prefer main streets and wide roads, and convenience is…

A Year of Gardening

I love the freshness of a new year. Really. It’s one of my favorite things. I love the feeling of having a clean slate ahead of me, of days and weeks and months that have so much potential and so few mistakes. It’s like having a brand new notebook to write in, or a new…