Monday, May 2, 2016

Author Interview at Chaotic Array

So I did my third ever author interview today with the awesome @JinxMyRide! I talked about my research, inspiration, my earliest attempts at writing, AND my next book, among other things.

Check it out at Chaotic Array!

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

PSYCHOPOMP is live! + book soundtrack

I actually published Psychopomp on the 6th, but I haven't been motivated to even try to promote it until now, except for a brief tweet. And mostly this is me procrastinating on picking up another book, since the last one I finished was so dull. And I'm starting a buddyread tomorrow. So.

Anyway, you can buy it on Amazon. It's available for free if you have Kindle Unlimited. Be sure to add it on Goodreads! You can also request a review copy from me at any time. :)

As always, here is the book soundtrack. The theme for this one is "a little weird and possibly futuristic."

"How To Be Invisible" - Kate Bush
"Some Velvet Morning" - Lee Hazlewood and Nancy Sinatra
"Nocturnal Me" - Echo & the Bunnymen
"All We Ever Wanted Was Everything" - Bauhaus
"Sahara Dream" - The Bewitched Hands
"Love Song" - 311
"Keep the Streets Empty For Me" - Fever Ray
"Do Your Best" - John Maus
"You Can Take Care of Yourself" - Erasers
"22: The Death of All Romance" - The Dears
"Wires to Flying Birds" - The Veils
"Dance Me To the End of Love" - Leonard Cohen
"Lancer" - Cities
"The Needle" - To Kill A Petty Bourgeoisie
"Magnetic North" - Fin Fang Foom
"Slight Night Shiver" - M83
"Bathysphere" - Smog
"They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhhh!" - Sufjan Stevens
"Intro" - The xx

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Homework! AGUH!

I was lucky enough to have some trusted friends beta for my current WIP, Psychopomp. It's mostly finished, but I'm working on incorporating the feedback before I do a final round (or two) of editing. So basically I'm doing homework.

Which brings me to this poem I wrote I don't know when. I'd have forgotten all about it if my dad hadn't compiled a binder of my old drawings, stories, awards, report cards, etc. I came across it the other day while using the binder's contents to distract my kids for a bit. As you may have guessed, the poem is called "Homework! AGUH!"

Homework! AGUH!
I hate it! It stinks!
I can't wash it down the sinks.
I can't explode it to bits.
I wish my dog would chew it up.
It's giving me fits!
Mom, Please, can I finish it later?
No! You can't! Now hop to it!
Bla, Bla, Bla!
Finish it now!
But I don't now how!
Homework! AGUH!

Here's a picture (albeit one of crap quality) so you can see the glorious accompanying drawings.

Despite my dubious spelling of "ugh" or "aaagghhhh" or whatever the hell I was trying to spell, and the fact that I don't even think I had a dog at the time of writing, obviously I could have had an illustrious career as a poet. Besides this, I've also penned the phenomenal "The Hot Superstar Who Sang Slow Songs" and a limerick about a girl who falls off a horse. I'm telling you, I'm a literary genius.

Anyway, now I'll stop distracting myself with any old excuse for a blog post and get back to my homework. Which I don't hate! I've come so far.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

This is what comes after vampires...

I've written three vampire books, but it's time to put a hold on them. For now. Because obviously I would never abandon my beloved creatures of the night.

My latest book turned out to be a novella, despite my efforts to make it a full-length novel. It's different from anything I've written so far, and I don't really know who would enjoy it except weirdos like me. Because I write what I want and simply hope people will like what I put out there. The romance is minimal and the bleakness is fierce in this one.

I'm hoping to work on the cover this weekend and maybe get a beta reader or two. In the meantime, here is the super epic synopsis (which I just whipped up like fifteen minutes ago) for Psychopomp: A Novella:


Sixteen-year-old Marlo has suffered an abusive home life for years. She longs to leave, but in a world ravaged by drought and pollution, she has nowhere to go.


Then she meets an enigmatic man who will lead her on a journey far beyond her wildest dreams. The world is merciless, but Marlo is determined to find happiness in whatever way she can. Nothing will stop her from realizing her desires… not even death.

One who bleeds, one who resists, and one who forgets… Three young women will learn their world takes more than it gives, and just what price they're willing to pay for their desires.