At that point I doubled over laughing, which was bad cause I was dizzy and disoriented from a migraine. One of my co-workers asked what so funny, and I told her a migraine a month sounded like a vacation. Her jaw nearly dropped. "How often do you get migraines?" she asked.
I’m fucking terrified to write this book. But I realize I’ve been terrified to write a lot of books. ...lets start at the beginning. Back in August of 2017, I had A Book pop into my head. It’s not often an entire new series comes up and says HEY YOU SHOULD WRITE ME. I’m embarrassed … Continue reading Own Voices; Cursed Boy and Demon Girl and the latest Top Secret Writing Project
When the fuck did that happen? Anyone else feel like 2017 went by in a fucking blur of WTF? I'm having a hard time pulling out any singular moments of That Was Nice other than visiting my family in Florida way back in March, and my time spent living with the Wooldridges. And the writing … Continue reading Holy Shit Its 2018
If you follow me on Facebook, you’ve seen a brief update on this, but Facebook is an asshole and likes to eat posts and make things impossible to find--an archivist’s worst nightmare really. So, what the heck happened at the house this time? Well, it basically went to shit. What began as me thinking we … Continue reading Life update: the shittiest weekend
Alright gang, sit down, buckle up, grab a fucking drink. If you saw me recently in my last appearance from the cave(Merrimack Valley Horror Book Fest!), you may have heard a bit of this, but IT IS TIME. ON THIS EVE OF ALL HALLOW’S EVE. To tell the story of my currently haunted house. Yeah. … Continue reading Me and My Haunted House
Hoooo man, these past two months have been...a lot. There was a lot of good. And a lot of bad. Terrifying and weird and wonderful. And at times, a tid bit horrifying. I finished the first Bulletproof Spy installment. I had a melt down during the Sketchy Ass Plumbers incident and have since had to … Continue reading I’m alive! And where I’ve been.
Obvious statement the first: I am a millennial. Obvious statement the second: I am poor as fuck. Obvious statement the third: Saying no to things is the hardest thing there is. Second only to getting up for work at 4am. Every time you’re given the opportunity to do so something, you weigh out the risk … Continue reading The Importance of “Nah Bro.”
So, here’s a weird thing--I’ve been pessimistic probably since I could walk. (Realistic, thank you very much.) I knew the reality of wanting to be a Published Author from a very young age--don’t bank on bank. I was very well aware that I needed to have A Real Job to make ends meet, but at … Continue reading Vanity Hells, Media Crashes, and A Whole Lot Of Gay Werewolves; or How I became an editor
*sits down* *pours you a glass of water* Have you seen Legion? No? Well. Shit... alright. Demisexual to me is...well its the barrier between me and dating. It's the shrug every time someone asks if I find a guy attractive. It's the lean back when someone goes to kiss me at the end of … Continue reading What is Demisexual
I’ve never been nervous about writing before. That sounds...overly cocky, I know, but it's not cockiness. It’s lack of giving a fuckness. If I think the plot is sound and the characters are interesting, I write it. I don’t worry about marketability, or who to sell it to. I just write, and I put the … Continue reading No Touchy: Why I’m seriously considering self-publishing
An Andro Named Sue 