Fiery Pen

writer

  • Personas

    I am a mother. Biologically and physically. Mentally and in practice. I cradle the deflated and distended flesh were my babes once grew. I bear the perpetual markings of crusted handprints on my pant legs and snot dried on my shoulder. I sacrifice for my children: sleep, time, my body, my space as my bank…

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  • Launching The Waning

    Another book out the door. eBook, paperback, and party. Whew. Savages and The Waning were released insanely close together. It really felt like Savages was scarcely out the door before I was booking the party for The Waning. In truth, that is because The Waning was written as Savages was moving through the publication process with Assent Publishing. Back before…

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  • Book Clubbing and Comic Conning

    Being a published author, even on the smallest of scales, remains a perpetually surreal experience. A couple weeks ago, I attended my first book club. This experience was especially unique because it was also the first time (to my knowledge) that my book, Savages, was the book said club read that month. Even though this book…

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  • The Philosophy of Busy

    I keep myself pathologically busy in my life. My life would be full enough with my day job and my fledgling as a published author and my husband and our two young children. I am infamous for multitasking, always doing at least three things at once. Yet, to all this, I continually add. I plan…

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  • Launching Savages

    Savages is fully launched and out upon the world! ebook is released; paperback is released. And finally, I threw a launch party and book signing to commemorate it. Rather than maintain a professional veneer of a polished, public author, I am going to be more raw in my account of my release. More personal and…

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  • On Writing Savages

    When you publish a book, the first thing people ask you is where the idea came from. The honest answer (that it just one day materialized out of the gray matter between my ears and started knocking on my skull until I wrote it out) always sounds like a vague copout, so I guess the…

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  • Sweet Success

    When I was in fourth grade, my teacher did extensive writing lessons. We wrote different formats of poetry. We even wrote and published our own short stories, which included printing and illustrating the pages then binding them together. It was in this class that I realized I wanted to be an author. I always wrote.…

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