Having published books is a whole new world where I have to be prepared to talk up my books at any given moment. I kept my writing life and the rest of my life separate for so long that it feels weird blending the two worlds together.

The count down has begun!

This incredible man turned 85 on Saturday. My grandpa has always been a hands-on guy. When my cousins and I were young, he made forts with us. Not your run-of-the-mill fort, but actual wooden structures. He spoiled us rotten, even making us wooden swords one year, which looking back probably made our parent’s worried sick.

I’ve never failed so hard in my life.

“A lot of times as a writer you plan things out in advance. You know exactly where you want the story to go, and it’s perfect. And then your characters betray you. Like belligerent toddlers, they race off in the opposite direction from where you wanted them to go, and the most annoying part is that it’s usually better.”

— Kessily Lewel

I am not the type of author who can go to a coffee shop and write as I am easily distracted. Usually, I need silence or white noise because even my dog’s snoring can pull me away from my story. Other times I will blast my music because music makes me feel things and helps me get into the right mindset, but I have to be careful it doesn’t take me somewhere the story isn’t supposed to go. Maybe I’m a high maintenance writer, but I think every author has their quirks.

My first three books are almost ready!