When one of my babies is sick and feeling a general sort of pain, one that makes them cry and ache all over and there's nothing I can do about it--the only thing I can think to say is, "I know baby. I know." It's the same...
I wrote this post weeks ago. Every time I think about publishsing it, I freak out a little because no one knows this, not even my bestest friends and that makes my heart beat a little faster just typing it. I have gone back and...
I'm an Internet author stalker. Almost two years ago when I made the resolution to embark on a writing career I began studying a variety of things; publishing, plot structure, classic literature, principles of fiction-- all through the highly reputable University of Google. Someday they will send me...
On August 28th, 1987 I know exactly where I was and what I was doing. I was nine. It was Friday and one of the last days of summer before the first day of 4th grade. That morning I was just another American kid riding my pink, banana-seat...
I'm late. What's new? I'm late to everything these days. I haven't slept well in months (thanks to a certain non-sleeping baby) and yet, I look like I just rolled out of bed. Then again, I always look like that these days. I can't think...
Yes, it's true. I am. While in the company of my besties (whom I've been friends with half my life) nothing sends shivers of anxiety up my spine faster than hearing the two words...