I began writing the very earliest version of my book when I was fourteen. It started with a dream in which I was Wendy and Peter Pan got me pregnant and I ran away to a magical land and became an immortal queen. None of that original dream features in the current draft of my... Continue Reading →
Cornelia Funke is a Fricking Genius
Some of my favorite books growing up were written by the fabulous Cornelia Funke. They were funny, beautifully detailed, filled with rich and wonderful characters and they felt so real that often times I felt as though I had to read with my eyes closed. Which I realize makes no sense. You can't read with your... Continue Reading →
Bloody Romantic
There are times when sentences just sort of pop into my head and I run with them and suddenly a whole little scene is going through my mind and occasionally I like these scenes so much that I'll write them down and they end up somewhere in my book. This is not one of those... Continue Reading →
A Return to Birdy Days
Author's Note: this is a fun little essay that I wrote last summer based on a writing exercise known as the dreaded association, in which you trade out words in a sentence for a related word. It's actually a little more complicated than that, but I'll spare you the gory details. Please enjoy. When it was birdy and hot... Continue Reading →