Okay– so, mortification. You know that terrible feeling that a stranger just saw your unmentionables? You walk out of the bathroom, your skirt’s in your pantyhose, you’re on your period, and the whole world just got a doubleshot of your least favorite view of yourself? Yeah. That. So, Squish was sick last night– twice. And… Read More

It’s funny– people ask me all the time how I can write so “real”. Where do I get my details? How do I ground everything so physically? Fact is, I always think I skimp on some of the yuckier details. My writing is often optimistic– I think real life is much more Immortal or Bells… Read More

Sorry this is actually on Saturday– I’m afraid the holidays caught up with me and I was actually sort of sick.  But I DID write you fanfic–  and I thought I’d tell you that Vulnerable is available for FREE from DSPP today  and that Winter Ball is available for presale from DSP (at 35% off!). … Read More

I took this photo after Squish got all ready this morning. What you can’t see are the painstakingly chosen pink skirt, pink tights, and pink shirt that all went on under the big pink hoodie–but I think what you can see is enough. Squish was ready to go out on the town. This is, of… Read More

Description: Through a miserable adolescence and a lonely adulthood, Skipper Keith has dreamed of nothing but family. The closest he gets is the rec league soccer team he coaches after work—and his star player and best friend, Richie Scoggins. One brisk night in late October, a postpractice convo in Richie’s car turns into a sexual… Read More

Okay– so today, Dreamspinner Press announced THIS.   Do you see that? I am SO EXCITED about this– you have no idea. Yes, I’ve written one for the line–and I hope it’s accepted.  It’s called Tamale Boy and the Spoiled Brat and I’m so amped– if they take it, it will come out in January 2017. Now… Read More

*  The dogs assume you are NOT a booger-head who breaks your promises. *  You can freak out the mailman twice in one day. (Once as you leave the house with the dogs who think he’s lunch, and once as you encounter him at a random time during your walk with the dogs, who still… Read More

Okay– so, this story is sort of dependent on THIS STORY RIGHT HERE, in which the other soccer moms and I tortured Squish’s coach with some innuendo involving white and blue balls. Well, this this weekend was Squish’s soccer banquet, and because Soccer Mom 2 is EXTREMELY brave and industrious and creative, it was a… Read More

Okay– so I wonder sometimes when I’m doing the Fanfic Friday– OMG– what if I love that bit? What if I decide to use it someday in my published writing? Will my readers hold that against me?  And, for those of you who are interested, I also wonder what would happen if I ever wrote… Read More

So, I have volunteered to be Art Docent for Squish’s class. Now, fun fact– one of the years I tried to be docent for Squish’s class, I ended up in a class with no child of mine in it–but a very awesome teacher. So, Squish actually has this teacher this year, and I get to… Read More