It’s no secret Harper Lee’s first novel, Go Set A Watchman is out in a couple of days. The buzz started the minute people heard it had been dusted off and sent to the publisher. The initial scuttlebutt hummed about …

Writing a novel is like giving birth. I’ve heard this comparison several times. It irks me. The recently finished Esau Convergence left me beat. I looked forward to the celebration of completing my second novel to find only crickets. The …

Studying literature for my masters meant tackling Foucault. For those of you not in the know or who are a bit rusty, the boiled down version of his theory is that language is a construct. We make up its meaning …

My Rabbi Joss quit Twitter. I know, I know, not the first time someone has been vilified and virtually chased off of social media. There’s even a book out detailing the crazy road some of these people stumbled down. It …

I finished. Yep, the sequel to The Esau Emergence. The Esau Convergence is done. I’m sending it off to the editor. I thought I would be celebrating. I thought I’d be Amanda Palmer excited to have this novel, my second …

If you’ve been reading my blog posts, you’ve noticed some repetition. Hell, it’s been blatant recycling. At this moment, I’m a writer two chapters from finishing the draft of my sequel to The Esau Emergence. By the time you’re reading …

Being a writer is a tricky proposition if you’re going public. Recently, in one of my posts someone took umbrage at my point of view. Note, there was a clear disclaimer outlining people who subscribed to the counter policy weren’t …

Chatting with Son 1 the other day brought up a question. Why did you kill her? This isn’t a new question. Folks frequently ask me about why events happen in the novel. I loved her, why did you kill her? …

I can see the back of my fridge. Understand this isn’t a new thing, but after weeks of holiday foodstuffs, the light, airy space of my fridge is welcome. This gaping cavity also extends to the pantry. I let this …

Wham! A great writing idea hits you. You jot down some notes, but are interrupted by some critical thing. Dog, cat, teenager, laundry, sleep….you know, important stuff. Any writers out there know the feeling. Upon returning to your notes, you …