An Andro Named Sue

Balancing a career in publishing with chronic migraines. Sort of.

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. …

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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 …

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I don’t like resolutions–I never really have. They’re one of those things that grate on me, like when people ask where I’ll be in five years or when exactly I plan to get a fucking book published.  I have no fucking idea what the year will hold, so I can’t really say if I can …

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