
Food For (Horrifying) Thought
It’s been a minute since I made an update on Ye Olde Website Blog. Between Bluesky, Insta, and my monthly newsletter, I often forget that

It’s been a minute since I made an update on Ye Olde Website Blog. Between Bluesky, Insta, and my monthly newsletter, I often forget that

It’s natural to want to take stock of one’s life at the end of a year. Of course, my head immediately goes to Grosse Point

There’s been discussion on Bluesky lately about how publishing is moving away the traditional hunky shirtless stud-heaving bosom woman romance cover aesthetic—potentially because it is

I don’t talk much about how the sausage is made, publishing-wise. As a long-time hoover-er of books and short stories, who folks are published with
[et_pb_section admin_label=”section”] [et_pb_row admin_label=”row”] [et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text admin_label=”Text”]So . . . I’m serving as a mentor this year for #WriteMentor. Woohoo! So, first things first: welcome,
That white male writers are most often reviewed and wind up winning awards and find themselves on “best of” and “summer reading” lists at places
So . . . BookCon. What can I say about my experience at BookCon today? I’ll start with the positive: the We Need Diverse Books
The story of the Krampus has always tickled me. Krampusnacht has already passed–way back on December 6–but think of the Krampus as Santa’s evil counterpart.
Behold, I am your human pincushion! No, I haven’t joined the freak show at the circus . . . tempting as that may be sometimes.
On the eve of my trip to NY to attend my very first BEA, there’s a whole lot going on…including what I suspect is a