{73} Friend’s prompt #2

“Ever thought about how depression is like wearing sunglasses in the dark? You struggle to see any remnant of light around you.” I was struck dumb when I first read Erinn’s prompt, above, because it seems pretty complete as it is. The answer is yes. Yes, depression is...

{71} Today, my back hurts

So instead of actually BEING productive I’m going to make a list of things I’m doing or doing-ish The day!job is assumed, these are all my personal projects: Wolves of Harmony Heights (novel — in edits) Encyclopediaists of Mercy Jane (novel series — in planning)...

{68} the resistance

This is a post about writing, and not writing, and (sometimes) doing things. I was talking to my friend Kim McShane tonight at dinner about writing and jobs. Neither of us is particularly looking for a new day!job — we both have found pretty good positions that allow...

Daily Blog project at Medium!

A couple of months ago, I got into a “I will if YOU will!” dog-dare with Heejin about doing a blogging challenge on Medium. The goal is to write a post a day for a year, yes, 365 days in a row. Even as a professional author, I find that intimidating…...

Trading Futures

Warning: This post will not paint a flattering portrait of my mother. She was a brilliant and complicated woman who was ruined by mental illness (bipolar disorder) and overall bad health. Her relationship with her own mother was embattled and, at times, violent. I...

The Next 100 Years

My plan is to live to at least 140 years old. When I tell people this, they often think of older relatives in nursing homes or suffering from illness and cringe. They think of being old and infirm, of being trapped inside a decrepit body. That’s our past and...