Originally posted at Dead Darlings. Last Thursday, I had a total breakdown in the Harvard Square post office. I was in the process of writing a message to my dad in my debut novel, Cottonmouths, [...]
Originally posted at Dead Darlings. Who cares? I ask myself this question a lot these days in the wake of an election, a year, that left me, and so many others, feeling lopsided. For years, I’ve [...]
Originally posted at Dead Darlings. If you decide to go with traditional publishing, there’s very little you can control once you hit Submit on your query. You’ll feel jittery. Hooray. That’s [...]
Originally posted at Dead Darlings. For my monthly Dead Darlings post, I had planned to write about the things I’m happy I did before my book deal was announced. But then 49 members and allies of [...]
Debut Novel to be Published; Novel Incubator Folks; We Love You, Charlie Freeman; Hair Trauma; and Sunday Runs are Hard AF
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Highlights My debut novel, COTTONMOUTHS, will be published in Spring 2017 by Skyhorse. WHAT?!? What a crazy and fantastic week. Got lots of book love from various friends both online and off, and [...]
Originally posted at Dead Darlings. Recently, someone told me I was a Twitter maven, which made me LOL for real because I’m so not a Twitter maven according to all the social media and marketing [...]
Highlights I planned and booked a three-leg, two-week trip to Chile (including internal flights), so I feel like a travel champion. Why Chile? My girlfriend and I were watching Netflix’s [...]
Highlights Every month, I have to write a Dead Darlings post. Every month, I curse myself for signing up for monthly posts. Every month, I complain that my creative well has run dry. Every month, [...]
I didn’t want to write anything this week, including my Sunday status. But I had a blog post on the schedule, so I wrote about a favorite cousin who passed away recently. I write a lot of [...]
Highlights: The best writing I did during the writing retreat this weekend was a series of 20+ emails with my friend regarding an opening scene of her novel (we could have sat across from each [...]