Monthly Archives: September 2021

Do you have a writing bug?

Clear-winged bug with green body 3

I do, apparently! I was reading my then-newest short story to a couple of friends on my back porch, and this cool little guy landed on my manuscript. I loved seeing the words through his wings! Read the rest of this entry

“Mating Call” accepted for parABnormal Magazine’s December issue!

Norman Bird Sanctuary Lost Bird Project - Heath Hen full statue

The heath hen. This is the saddest story of all, but right up my alley in terms of romantic tragedy. From the NBS Lost Bird Project brochure: “Heath hens usually only flew to the lower branches of the trees…in 1929, ornithologists witnessed a hopeful male fly to the top of a tree and call out, loudly and repeatedly, across the island. There were no heath hens to hear his plea.” That final male was last seen in 1932.

I’m thrilled to announce that my short story “Mating Call”—written last summer, set on Halloween and putting an urban-legend-esque twist on the sad tale of the extinct heath hen—has been accepted at parABnormal Magazine!

Publication is slated for December 15! I’ll let you know when you can get your copy.

Bye bye, beach!

An amazing storm appears on the horizon at Scusset Beach, MA, September 10, 2021.

I’ve been privileged enough to enjoy a week at a writer’s retreat with some friends in Cape Cod, and I head home today.

I wanted to just work my butt off, but I quickly realized that what I needed was just some peace, and some relaxation. I got a few things done—a fraction of what was on my worklist—but if you know me at all, you know that, if I’m going on a retreat, I bring three times as much work as one human can do in that amount of time.

Horoscope

Even my horoscope told me I needed to just relax!

It was a week full of surprises, too! Among them Read the rest of this entry

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