I’m staying busy with my writing, considering new strategy and working on sequels and new stories. I think my favorite part of writing is to think up something, then bring it to life on paper. I love the feeling I get when I play out the story as I write (I’m definitely a pantser most of the time).
But it’s important to also take time for yourself: some relaxation time; perhaps a little yoga. I hope everyone is staying safe and keeping healthy as we all gear up to where life takes us next.
What happens when your kitties decide to redecorate? Why, shred the carpet so you have to replace the floors. Eh, it was due to get replaced in the future anyway; I guess they wanted the timeline moved up.Read More
My latest book, A Whiskered Perspective, is about the exact moment a person falls in love that will make you believe not all love is equal.
Miller Mariner believes she has found love. Her heart is filled with mostly happiness and she thinks life can’t get any better. Her cat, however, tells a darker story. Will he eventually open her eyes, or is Miller doomed to a crumbling relationship?Read More
There is nothing more relaxing than typing away with a kitty in your lap. Of course, you are obligated to not move anyway to make sure the kitty jump doesn’t off, but it is soooo cute when they sit in my lap and look at me with a trusting gaze. Elsa currently sits with me, […]Read More
When we were working on our hardwood floors, my husband was laying down vapor barrier one day and our kitties, Socks and Elsa, thought it would be hilarious to jump around and knead on the barrier, putting little holes in it. My husband kept shooing them away, and they kept coming back. He tossed their […]Read More
So one of my cats, Tiger, passed away last year due to UTI complications. It was very sad and I cried a lot. We waited a while before getting a new kitty, and we ended up with a brother and sister pair: Socks and Elsa. Socks is a little bundle of energy and zooms around […]Read More
My husband has two black Labradors: Sammy and Emma. Sammy came first from his Grandmother. She found Sammy on the side of the road, abandoned at the tender age of around 3 weeks. When my husband had his first back surgery, his Grandmother came up to help out and brought Sammy with her. My husband […]Read More