Muse, I’m over here!
I’m showing up for my muse in 2022 in a way I’ve never attempted before. It’s simple, but a bit ritualistic. Maybe I need that. Do you need to try something new too?
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Silver Scars – A story of hope
For the first time since I released Silver Scars back 2015, it’s back on Kindle Unlimited. Read Now If you’ve not read this book yet, prepare to dive into a story of pain, fear, hurt, and comfort. It’s a story of hope, compassion, healing, and unexpected love that you’re invited to watch unfold from the first time Gil travels since a bomb destroyed his life until he finds his HEA with Keith. I won’t lie and tell you it’s an easy read. It was one of the hardest things I’ve written. So much of the story comes from my own experiences with PTSD, anxiety, and learning to live with chronic pain…
Playlist: Love on a Battlefield
I haven’t created a ton of playlists for books I’ve written. Part of that is that it’s impossible for me to write while I’m listening to music. Music was truly my first language. I was picking out notes on a keyboard from a song I just heard as a toddler and was composing before I could write. So my attention goes to music before anything else. It’s a soul language to me, as cheesy as that sounds. Haha. But music truly speaks to me in a way words don’t. As I wrote Love on a Battlefield I kept wondering what music Andrew and Shep would be listening to throughout the story.…
A Truly Relaxing Vacation
I spent a week at the lake. The cabin has been in my hubby’s family since the 1950s and inspired Summer’s cabin in North Star, the one in Spark. This is the lake where Hugo and Kevin fall in love again, years after drifting apart. It was fantastic to spend a week in this place where Kevin and Hugo’s story was literally spun as I floated on the waves. Scenes came so vividly to me here on the water. I often couldn’t get to shore fast enough to type them into my laptop. It’s been a special place where many stories have been either conceived, written, or polished. There is very limited…
The Perfect Two
When I set out to write Analog to Digital, I wanted to accomplish three things with the story. First, I wanted to write a feel-good short/novella that would leave smiles on readers’ faces. It needed to be sweet. I tend to infuse most of my stories with some degree of angst, but this was intended to be fluff and sweetness. Second, I wanted to write about an established couple so obviously in love, but who still need to work out their existence beyond their initial HEA. I love writing established couples! I was a couples therapist, after all. I love the genuine struggle they have to navigate in the real world.…
Halloween Memory Lane
I’m married to a Halloween fanatic. It’s his absolute favorite holiday, and he likes to have fun on this day. For years we had a Halloween costume party. This started in the 1990s as a last minute decision one year and grew into this elaborate affair that people talked about the second they folded September away. One year we had a superhero theme and another it was television characters. People stuck to the theme and got very creative, like when Generic Man showed up in all his white-with-a-black-striped glory. Some years there was no theme at all. It has been awhile since we’ve had our party. Life got busier in the…
Can You Say Trust Issues?
Maybe it’s just me, but I wonder if other authors experience this conundrum. When experiencing the labor pains of getting a new story sorted before I can even begin writing, I do a few things. I write characters sketches, take a lot of random notes, and write about the setting, or anything else that is rolling around in my head. Sometimes I let that all marinate for days/weeks/months, and other times I just start writing. For those moments I need to give the flavors time to soak in, I often find I benefit from talking about the story with another person. But it’s terrifying to share your unwritten story with…
Writing Because of Tears
The last time I absolutely had to write or else my brain would explode was in June. I’d watched something and I truly needed to write about it in order to process it. Let me put it this way, someone died in a horrific way. I watched this show on a Sunday night, and then all day Monday, I took my mom to many doctor appointments. We ended up at the hospital for her final appointment. We’d taken the shuttle over and had some time to kill, and she was excited to look around the gift shop. See, her husband was in the intensive care unit there after his bile…
