That Christmas, Part 2

When you’re at a party, trapped into talking with the worst guest ever, why can’t anyone read your mind and hear your screams to be rescued? What I would’ve given…


I would have much preferred a lump of coal from Santa instead of the gift of self-doubt that I received and have never been able to regift.

The Process

After an author finishes writing a book, but loooooong before it’s on store shelves, what happens next? Every writer has a process. Here’s mine.