It’s Over, I Guess.

This is a look of disbelief from a man who fails to understand how it’s over. This morning, apparently, I finished the first draft of a new manuscript, SCAMBAIT, and I remain skeptical that I have, in fact, typed THE END. My skepticism is well founded: I started...
When The Stars Conspire

When The Stars Conspire

This manuscript has been through countless drafts, through innumerable shifts in emphasis, POV, genre. But today, after the most substantial rewrite yet, I can say it’s closer than ever to being exactly where it needs to be. What started as a capital-R romance...
It’s time to start being honest.

It’s time to start being honest.

It wasn’t working. None of it was. Maybe it was the changing of the seasons. Maybe it was the general Creative’s Malaise that comes with feeling as though we’re always pushing a boulder uphill. Maybe it was nothing. Whatever it was, though, an...