Full disclaimer. I met Rachel at a book signing, so technically I know her personally. But she had already read my book. And no, I didn’t pay her to say these nice things about me. Rachel is also an author. She wrote a kick ass book about a girl that steals cars. You can
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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. The person I am destined to be.
So, I missed a week. But good things were happening. I had a Cover Reveal for my new book. If you haven’t seen it, you should check it out. It’s beautiful. And now – poetry. You’re right. I’m wrong. Same old dance to a different song. The lyrics vary day to day. The melody is
I need to write a blog today. I wanted to write about me. Me. Me. Me. ME. But I can’t. Because I finished a book called Fuck Love and it was so fucking amazing I can’t be all about me. I must give props to Tarryn Fisher. You make pain so beautful. You write words