Purple hair and author websites: This time, it’s real

Approximately twenty years ago (that sound you hear is me throwing up), my parents and I went to the American Baptist Convention in Indianapolis, Indiana.  We did this because we are American Baptists and, I guess, that was the time all the American Baptist ministers...

Fiction: How far are you willing to suspend disbelief?

So, last week I decided to work overtime at Day Job and, although it was only two hours extra a day, I felt like I’d made a daily trek across the Serengeti.  Exhausted.  I didn’t want to look at a computer, let alone write.  Or blog.  Or read.  Or do...

Well, hello historical fiction. Fancy meeting you here.

Guys, I’m nothing if not consistent. This is what, week two of NaNo and I’m sitting around, doing just about everything except actually working on Random Contemporary/aka With Me Now.  Here’s a sampling of things I did instead: Clipped my toenails...