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Launch Day Feelings This post may feel a little repetitive. I know I’ve

This post may feel a little repetitive. I know I’ve been using my blog as a way to process all the emotions swirling around this launch. What can I say? I’ve never launched a self-published anything before. It brings up feelings.

A little personal note: the past ten days or so have been rough. My poor little nervous system took a stumble as I tried to balance some health-anxiety garbage (if you know, you know), wrapping up (pun intended) the holidays by packing all of that festive joy away...

A Thing I Stayed Up Late Writing The past few days have been busy at the

The past few days have been busy at the writing desk! Have I gotten any actual writing done on any current WIPs since Christmas Eve? No. Do I have any regrets about that? Also no. What did happen was a relaxed, fun, joyful holiday spent with family, followed by the pure excitement of my author copies arriving the day after Christmas (a full week earlier than anticipated).

Now, I thought everything felt real once I uploaded my final manuscript files for publication on December 8th—but holding...

A Quiet Christmas Eve at the Desk I shared in my last post that I’ve been

I shared in my last post that I’ve been struggling with writer’s block over the past few weeks. I’m clawing my way out of that hole little by little, thanks to writing exercises, journaling, and consciously trying to let go of the need to find the perfect words. Rough drafts are rough for a reason, right?

I’ve also been reading more. In the final throes of finishing Sketch, I’d gotten out of the habit of reading for pleasure, instead spending all of my “free” time rereading my own work and...

Floating in the In-Between I’ve been trying to write this week and… ugh. I

I’ve been trying to write this week and… ugh. I currently have two works in progress that I’m genuinely excited about—like, I no longer need coffee excited—but I’m also struggling with both of them. It’s that version of writer’s block where the ideas are all there, knocking on the door, but my brain is under a dog-printed weighted blanket whispering, “not right now please.”Finishing Sketch was one of the most thrilling and fulfilling things I’ve ever done, but having it out there in the world...