Is hope to be found; in things I buy underground. From plants and pills; my world spills; into the next. Until nothing beats inside my chest.
Is hope to be found; in things I buy underground. From plants and pills; my world spills; into the next. Until nothing beats inside my chest.
Four years ago I went to a writing conference. I learned that I was doing lots of things wrong when it came to my writing, but mostly when it came to querying agents. I thought […]
Sometimes I hear a song that inspires a scene, a character, or just a feeling. I’ll buy it, load it to my iPod and play it every chance I get. I play until it’s just […]
When you grow up in diversity, it’s much harder to identify it. Where I grew up, we distinguished people by color and race because we were all different colors and races. Someone would say, “Did you […]
Pack News: May, 2016 As much as they try to stay out of sight….the Shasta pack has gotten pretty sloppy. With sightings all over Siskiyou County, it is only a matter of time before one […]
I reached 1,000 likes on my Facebook page. I know in the grand scheme of life, it’s just a page. But it kind of feels like a milestone. So, I’m giving away some stuff. Follow […]
My Eyes You’re my eyes when I can’t see; the destructive life I tend to lead. Drugs or drink. Sex, love, or how I think. Although we often disagree. Through your eyes I will see. […]
I’ve been dying to share this news since last year! My book was chosen for The Bookworm Box! I am so honored to be included among past authors like E.L. James, Colleen Hoover, Tarryn […]