I recently received some... let's call it anonymous feedback about Magic Inc. promoting romantic/sexual relationships between adults and children. This doesn't entirely surprise me. I knew there would be some people who would make this assumption. So, let me say this now: I do not support children having romantic (and certainly not sexual) relationships with teenagers/adults. However, a lot of children do experience feelings for someone older in their lives. And a lot of chil

I'm feeling something I'm having trouble expressing. In fact, this year has been full of feelings I haven't been able to put into words....

I won't pretend 2021 was anything other than what it was. Stressful, and beyond all else, busy. Too busy for my mental health. But it...

My magic is born of emotions. Sometimes genres feel too limiting. I've never fit well into groups or labels, and my stories suffer from...

This week, I've been wrapped up in Book Three for the first time in a while. Reading things over, editing a bit, then finishing up a...

23 years ago, I embarked on my first day of fourth grade. 11 years (and some months) ago, I began writing Jane's journey with that scene....

This month has been pretty intense for me so far. A lot has happened, good and bad and complicated. And I'm just feeling a lot at once right now. My heart hurts from so many emotions and memories and regrets. But I've also sold some books, done a giveaway, and printed bookmarks. I've also (in a very small way) returned to working on Book Three. Mostly making some some small edits in the chapters I've written so far. I can't help but be afraid of moving forward, when the last

When we talk about rebirth, a phoenix rising from its ashes, it's one explosive event that leaves you forever changed. Fresh and pure in a new life or way of being. I believe those rebirths are possible. Maybe I've had few of them in my own past. For certain, I've had epiphanies. Times where I've tapped into something greater and uncovered some sort of personal truth. In fact, over the last year, I've had so many epiphanies. About myself. My writing. My universe. My character

I don't know everything about my universe. Writers talk about being plotters (who plan every detail before writing) or pantsers (who start writing "by the seat of their pants"). Obviously there is middle ground between the two extremes. I used to be adamant that I was a plotter because I have to really know my story before beginning writing (or risk quickly burning out) and I don't change a story much once I've started writing. But then I read plotter posts about three act st

I've been creating. Writing parts of Book Three, taking outline notes for future books, editing parts of back burner stories, even making formatting templates for myself so I (hopefully) don't have to stress as much about that stuff later. But even in the midst of doing *exactly* what I want to be doing - creating without the use of pressure - I'm still second guessing myself. Can I really do this? Can I follow my intuition no matter what and ignore the structure and rules ot

I'm in a very weird space of "in-between" right now. Not totally done with marketing for Book Two, but also already wanting to move on from it. I'm not going to put so much energy into the marketing this time. That's a conscious choice I am making for my own mental health. But I do have some more snippets to share with you once I've rested a bit. Full Disclosure: I got my second vaccine shot last week, and it hit me hard. I was feverish and miserable for two days. And I'm sti

Today is a weird day for me. It's the anniversary of the last day I attended school before the panic attacks forced me to drop out... half my life ago. For the last week, I've been obsessing in my head about things that happened in the past. Which is not at all surprising. What is surprising is that it hasn't been all bad. I think I'm building up inspiration for this next arc of Magic Inc. And also, the other stories I want to move forward with. I'm just starting to feel the

Magic and Soul “My Dad always said I was talented. That I was meant for great things. But I never really understood why. I mean, I come...

Real Magic “All right, then.” Mr. Parker made a grand gesture as he got up. “The time has finally come!” Julie jumped out of her seat....