My novel is about death, and grief, and life, and how all three of those very big things exist alongside each other. It's about our human hope that life doesn't end with death, that the spirits of our loved ones live on after they leave their bodies. It's about pain and loss and … [Read more...]
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Hey guess what. (I keep forgetting to tell you stuff here.) I finished the novel I've been writing since 2014. I completed the story back in November, went through it again to make sure it wasn't glaringly error-ridden, compiled the manuscript (Scrivener users will know what that … [Read more...]
Pretty Sneaky, Sis
I was a child when Video Games became a thing. The Christmas when my parents got us an Atari 2600 has become a mythical time in our lives. I remember bleary dry eyes and joystick thumb from playing until we dropped. Even with advent of the screen, we played outside all the … [Read more...]
A New York Number
This is fiction. As I was saying, the party wasn't for her birthday at all. I had gotten the details of the invitation mixed up with the ones for a different party. Who can ever tell, now that my calendar is kept on my phone, and when I enter an event into it and someone talks … [Read more...]
How the Magical Becomes Ordinary
I've been thinking about ordinary things. Everyday objects we take for granted. I glanced to my left: there was my iPhone on the desk, sitting there reflecting the wall and ceiling, my little black mirror. I remember life before it. I remember everyone else getting one before me, … [Read more...]
