In that home where I belong, I will not mark time by tragedies. I will not mark time at all. I will bask in the good, of a day without night, of joy that falls not between sadness but instead of.
So, if you’ve been following me on social media, you know it’s been a little over a year since I published my fourth book. Ever since then (and even before then!) I’ve had people ask me, “So, what are you gonna write next?”
I didn’t give him anything but a lap and 20 minutes of my time. And it healed because it said to him, “You are worth my time. You are worth my noticing. You are worth my attention.”
Bordertown Gypsy is the first novel I wrote for The River Series and I have a confession to make about it: In writing this story, I broke some of the rules. They (that is, people who know a thing or two about publishing fictional novels) told me there are two things that should absolutely never… Continue reading The Preface
When I was in 8th grade, I met this really cool guy. We’ll call him J. J was a surfer dude from California who was a recent transplant to our (extremely) small town in southwestern Oklahoma. He had long hair with an undercut and played the quads in band like nobody’s business, which made him… Continue reading I Did This In 9th Grade- And It Changed My Life Forever