The trip was a series of battalion assaults, unimaginable outside of a science fiction novel. TSA men hid behind large plexiglass partitions, gloved, masked, instructing us to wave our government issued ID’s at magic scanners, reading a report on me, no need for a boarding pass.
Are you okay, we ask? I’m okay, we answer.
This magical island retreat hums with the history of writer’s voices.
Can you trace your journey? Look back into the blue sky and catch a glimpse of your tendrils, instead of Continue reading
Going to Mendocino—taking my first screenwriting class, reading my work in front of 100+ people, hearing my novel first page blind critiqued by an industry panel, yup—terrifying and frigging exhilarating!
I’m mid-stream, in the midst, on the road: House Gut Job, Rotator Cuff Rehab, Novel Major Re-write. “Stay Patient! Hang Continue reading
New Year’s Eve, let’s try venturing out, sure! In the spirit of cliff diving and taking chances, and sometimes you Continue reading
