I used to have three cats—all strays that I had “rescued” over the years—but I’m down to only one, now. Myra was with me for nearly 14 years, and was a master bug catcher and laser light chaser. Sam, my Halloween cat (she showed up all bones around Halloween time)Continue Reading

When you become a writer, there’s a lot that other writers don’t tell you. There’s your newfound coffee addiction, back pain from sitting in that computer chair all day, anxiety, weight gain, eyestrain, headaches, and much more. Being an author is supposed to be some magical profession, that when youContinue Reading