The one where I interview myself

We don’t have nearly enough interviews on this blog.  Legit. Since childhood, I have a habit of talking to myself.  It’s true.  Sometimes I’m in need of expert opinion.  Sometimes I just like, you know, writing my novels out loud.  Facial expressions...

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...