Chaotic Life
Writing books may be chaotic, but real life is often even more unpredictable. Follow along for family adventures, children's theater stories, author interviews, random thoughts, and the everyday chaos behind the books.
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How I Balance Writing, Parenting, Theater, Reading, and Social Media Without Losing My Mind
People often ask how I find time to write. The honest answer? Some days, I have no idea. Like many writers, I wear a lot of hats. I’m an author, a reader, a…
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Back From the Dead (and Slightly Frantic): My Website Is Live Again đź–¤
All I planned for today was something simple. Check on my website. Maybe get some writing done. A calm, productive kind of day. That did not happen. My site was supposed to auto-renew…
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It’s Been a While…
If you’ve been wondering where I’ve been, you’re not alone. It’s been quite a while since I’ve posted an update, but I promise I haven’t disappeared. In fact, I’ve been busier than ever…
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Looking for Luke
For the past month, I’ve been binge-watching Gilmore Girls. All seven seasons plus A Year in the Life. At first, I wasn’t even sure why I decided to rewatch this show—I’d seen…
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The Art of Juggling Flaming Swords (a.k.a. My August)
If summer had a theme song for me this year, it would probably be something fast, chaotic, and slightly unhinged — because that’s exactly what the past few weeks have felt like.…
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After the Silence 4: When the Words Came Back
It’s been over a year since everything ended with Perry. And despite everything we had—everything he said—we haven’t spoken since. No explanation. No apology. Just silence. I held on longer than I should…
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After the Silence 3: The Nickname and Reclaiming the Room
I wasn’t ready to see him. But I couldn’t not see him either. Somehow that seemed worse. After everything ended—no closure, no conversation, just silence—the idea of being in the same room made…
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After the Silence 2: The One Who Stayed
After the marriage ended, after the friends vanished, after the silence settled in so thick I could barely think. I hadn’t even been writing since before the marriage fell apart. But one person…
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After the Silence: When the Words Stopped
I didn’t mean to stop writing. There wasn’t some big breaking point. No dramatic meltdown or declaration that I was done. It was slower than that. Quieter. Like watching your breath fog a…
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One Chapter. Six Hours. Zero Regrets?
I sat down to work around 7 PM. Just a few quick things, I told myself. Now it’s after 1 AM. Somehow, the night disappeared into rewrites and second guesses. Chapter 11 has…
