Normally when I choose which book to read next, I base it on what sort of mood I'm in—whether I'm craving something fluffy, for example, or maybe something that'll keep me in suspense. Every now and then, however, I get very purposeful in my choices. I may be seeking to learn something, or get inspired,... Continue Reading →
I really shouldn't be surprised that February rushed by. I mean, the month is shorter than all of the others. Somehow, though, I'm still left wondering where it went. What happened to the days I wanted to spend writing? The photo walks I wanted to take? The goals I wanted to accomplish, the time I... Continue Reading →
I've lost track of how many times I've read Meg Cabot's Queen of Babble series. It's been at least three or four, possibly more than that; I'm really not sure. And that's a really, really good thing. I love this little trio of books, so much so that I could barely believe it when I... Continue Reading →
As a fantasy writer, I've come to look at including magical creatures in my stories as almost a given. My manuscripts have included quite the variety over the years—leprechauns, banshees, hellhounds, witches, nymphs... and plenty more that I can't quite think of off the top of my head. Their given status, however, doesn't mean there... Continue Reading →
I can't believe I haven't posted a recommendation for Alice Kuiper's Life on the Refrigerator Door here yet. I've owned this book for years; I think I bought it while I was still in university. In fact, I can still remember buying it. I picked it off the bookstore shelf and, after reading the back... Continue Reading →
