Snippet: Sinking
18 Jun 2016
I am trying to decide whether or not to accept my death. The dinghy is taking on water. At dawn the ship on which I sailed had done the same. Mu...
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18 Jun 2016
I am trying to decide whether or not to accept my death. The dinghy is taking on water. At dawn the ship on which I sailed had done the same. Mu...
Read More17 Jun 2016
I am small. The forest outside holds a collective breath. Their entertainment, their status update. My life. I never see it. Smell it. Thick ...
Read More16 Jun 2016
I am not alone, though I should be. The colonial house is dark, as I made it on my way to bed. Every room, I know, is lit only by the light refl...
Read More18 Mar 2016
"I am supposed to tell you this is a just and fair decision," says the captain. She looks ill at ease. The hand that raises her pewter cup to he...
Read More16 Mar 2016
I am walking toward the darkness at the end of the long tunnel. The dry floor is illustrated with swirls of dirt where the last storms' run off tra...
Read More15 Mar 2016
I've been working on a new draft of my current MS under the guidance and encouragement of my editor. I haven't wanted to spend a lot of time bloggi...
Read More15 Feb 2016
Starting over. I ought to be frustrated. To be fair, I am frustrated. I've been working on one manuscript for thirteen years, and I'm startin...
Read More22 Jan 2016
2016 will be the year I move to another level with my writing. I've already developed, during 2015, far stronger writing habits than I've ever had...
Read More15 Jan 2016
Damn. January. Am I right? I was crushed by the news of David Bowie's death. I never saw him in concert, certainly never happened to meet him. B...
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