summer’s end.

Lately I have been doing so much work there isn’t room for anything else. I wake up and make coffee with eyes still closed against the morning light. I work in bed with the pillows propped up behind my back and I don’t shower until three or four, when I’ve written or revised thousands of […]

the first chapter.

My first novel came out on Tuesday. The past two days have been amazing & ridiculous. I cannot yet put them into words. So here is the first chapter of the book. I hope you would consider supporting my art & work & buying a copy, if the following excerpt interests you. You can also find […]

a thank you, a giveaway.

Today marks one month exactly until the release of my first book, THE HALF LIFE OF MOLLY PIERCE. It feels impossible that in just a month, anyone in the world will be able to get their hands on something I made up and wrote down. THANK YOU ALL for your continued support. I feel so […]

in the desert, part three.

  When the sun goes down, the desert is instantly freezing. The wind pushes against our faces. I wrap my head in a scarf and we watch the sunset while pressed against the side of a cliff. There are only so many days left in the year. Those numbers changing over always feel like such […]

the galleys arrive.

Now for the moment things appear to be going very badly with me, and this has been so for a considerable time already, and may continue so in the future for a while; but after everything has seemed to go wrong, there will perhaps come a time when things will go right. I do not […]

the first sentence.

  I lived in New York for four years and never really fell in love with it. There are parts I love, sure, like the Bethesda Fountain and the three archways under the terrace in Central Park. The Audubon Center in Prospect Park. The Green-Wood Cemetery. And there are streets I love, blocks I love, […]

what we talk about:

“Say what you want to, but I know it was he loved me,” Terri said. “I know he did. It may sound crazy to you, but it’s true just the same. People are different, Mel Herb. Sure, sometimes he may have acted crazy. Okay. But he loved me. In his own way, maybe, but he loved me. There was was love there, Mel Herb. Don’t say […]

Agnes & BB; part six.

Agnes & BB is a bi-weekly fiction series that I’m writing in conjunction with Amanda.  We’ll be telling the same story from the perspective of two different characters.  You can read BB’s story here and Agnes’ story via Amanda’s blog. It doesn’t matter what Agnes tells you. None of it is true. I had this guy in California, sure, but […]