Monthly Archives: June 2022

Made a mug, in honour of the first pearl-clutching comment I got, that went along the lines of, “Oh? I don’t think it’s appropriate for a mother to write smut.”  This is kind of funny because last year, when I joined … Continue reading →

In my twitter bio and elsewhere, I love to include the line, “I’m disabled AF” and the other night my glasses broke. This has an impact to my mobility, so that has been fun-I’m not leaving the house much. And … Continue reading →

And the Summer Solstice comes in my corner of the world. Wishing you the abundance of the summer season, may your longest day be joyful! Going to spend this day soaking up some of that sun, getting back to Nick … Continue reading →

For us, this is our annual “Take Dad To Get Ice Cream Day” and I might be slightly giddy because the cubs and Mr. Damson are going for a hike and maybe, maybe it can also be, “Take Dad For … Continue reading →

That was my word count today. It’s not often I hit 4k in one day but I did today so it’s worth noting. On what? Well, I was so releived to have a break from Ivy & Gabe (until I … Continue reading →

Questons I’m contemplating this morning, as I start plotting Book Four of the Bandit Brothers Series. This is the story of Nick and Mulberry (yes, that Mulberry). I’m so exicited to write this one because I think it’s going to … Continue reading →

Being an author … is wild. You could be having a perfectly good book day, smiling after you just saw your sales for the month so far (double digits-total win!) and then realize that someone 2-star’d your book on ‘Zon. … Continue reading →

This isn’t the first time I have lost sleep over this book. And I am so thankful to have fantastic beta readers who have kept cheering these characters on because I have been ready to throw it into the fire … Continue reading →

Usually I quip, “It’s just another plate to juggle.” Or, “I don’t do it all! You should see my house!” in answer to the question, “How do you do *all* this?” And the person means homeschooling the cubs, writing, part … Continue reading →

I am wearing fuzzy socks because although the forecast promised rising temps today, it’s not an instantaneous thing, apparently. The coffee is mildly hot, and Google calculator tells me that I am sixty-six percent through this editing pass on Flame … Continue reading →