Saturday I went shopping with a friend. I ordered lobster mac and cheese because it just sounded awesome. A while later, we split an ice cream injected cupcake. At the time, I just went with it because
The Cure to Feline Interruptus
Editing is still happening and I’m in the final push towards the end. This means nothing to my late-in-life development of self-diagnosed ADD. Nor does this mean anything to all the shiny television I’m overdue to watch.
We Can Work it Out
Every Wednesday, YA Highway asks their readership a simple question for you to answer on your blog. Once you answer, you leave your link in the comments for other readers to hop on board. This is Road
Scene Blockage
I’m on my third manuscript free day. This isn’t because I’ve been such a kick-ass kid and deserve a break. Nope. It’s because after slowing to freight train status, I’ve hit a new scene that I don’t
Plotting Revisals
This dark sketchy picture represents the last complete draft of FALLING TO NORMAL, the young adult novel I’m shopping around. Or was until I got no hits from the queries sent in the last half of 2009,