Absolutely Humbled

In 2013, as my father was dying from liver cancer, and in the months that followed, I wrote a book. I had a dream one night about these three people in a tent. They were all kind of snuggled up together and when the woman got up in the morning, she found a note taped [...]

Writing Rituals

*also spoiler alert if you haven't read The Island yet* I always wonder what other writers rituals are. As I was sitting yesterday and outlining my ideas and researching a particular town, I lined up my cup of green tea just so. I had my pen and paper. Candle lit. I had my earbuds and [...]