Why my attendance at ConCarolinas is more important than my absence.
You know, it truly amazes me the things I hear while out in the wild. Humanity never ceases to astound me with its unintentional ignorance,[…]
So I tried to mothball this thing awhile back and if we’re perfectly honest, it didn’t work. I have too many thinks and logging into[…]
Hey, y’all… So you know how sometimes people hit a wall? I’ve done that. For the last six years, I’ve been moonlighting as two different[…]
I don’t make resolutions. It’s a personal thing. I know me well enough to know that resolutions only put undue pressure on me; to make[…]
At 3:30 this morning, I dared to go on the internet for the first time in a week, and I cried. I cried for the[…]
No woman should live in fear. No woman should be subjected to unnecessary torture, be it from a parent, sibling, spouse, or even a stranger.[…]
It’s 4:00 AM on Halloween, and the husband and I have already started the party. We’re in our costumes…have been for nearly 48 hours now.[…]

There comes a point in every writer’s life when he or she has that moment. You know what I’m talking about…that second of sheer terror[…]
It’s late, I know. I’m usually in bed by now, but tonight seems to be one of those nights where sleep eludes me, even when[…]
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