New Book Out in December!

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Every year when the nights grow longer and September arrives, it feels like a new beginning. There are stories calling to me and I long to write them, but first it’s time to close the chapter on one of my oldest and dearest projects.

When I began writing my second book in the spring of 2015, it was meant to be a novel. Several hundred words in, I realized the story I was working on was a novella at best, but I had ideas for more short pieces that would complement it nicely. So I decided to write a book of short stories instead of a novel, not knowing at the time that collections are notoriously difficult to sell.

If I’d known, would it have changed things? 

Maybe. I’m glad then, that I did not know. 

What Was Never There will be released December 21 in print and ebook on Amazon. Here is the book description and the beautiful cover created by Deranged Doctor Design: 

A mother and daughter lost in the woods must overcome their worst fears to find their way back. A father going through a divorce witnesses a seemingly impossible motorcycle accident, which forces him to question the truth of his own perceptions. A little boy with a terrible secret routinely steals away at night to meet a girl beneath a willow tree—only to discover she has a secret of her own.

What Was Never There is a collection of short stories with the common theme of memory, or rather, the way memory haunts us.

Includes Pushcart Prize nominated stories “We Never Get to Talk Anymore” and “The Dinosaur Graveyard” and the award-winning “Windows,” selected for Best Microfiction 2023.

Pre-order on Kindle here (the print edition will be available for pre-order in October!).

Ten Years of Blogging

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This will be the last anniversary post for a while—I promise—but I couldn’t not shout out about the fact that this month marks my 10th year of blogging!

Having my very own corner of the internet to share my work, writing tips, and personal journey has been a joy. Other online spaces for me have come and gone: Facebook, Instagram, and probably soon the site formerly known as Twitter, but this space remains—a quiet place where I can be me and share things with you, a place you’re always invited to and where you’re free to comment safely, something always appreciated but never expected. Here there are no anxieties about numbers, no one shouting at each other, no ads.

I love it here. I hope you do too. And I hope, so much, that personal blogging becomes a thing again and that you’ll invite me into your little corner of the online world. I’ll probably be quiet.

But I’ll be listening.

In writerly news, my new micro, “Wrapping Paper,” was published this week in 5 Minute Lit. It’s a piece about Christmas, growing up, gifts, and motherhood, all wrapped up in 100 words. As always, thank you for reading.

Available Now! Read The House on Linden Way

Today I am thrilled to announce the release of my novel The House on Linden Way! I’ve been talking about this book for so long I almost can’t believe it’s finally time to share it with you. 

Unless you’re brand new to this blog, you already know the history—Linden Way started five years ago as a short story, grew into a much longer one, but was never quite long enough for traditional publishing. I tried stretching it to reach the industry standard length for adult fiction (60k words minimum), but it always felt wrong, like I was trying to force the story to be something it was not. 

I pushed it to 50k words and started querying anyway, and I actually had a pretty good response. Of the 58 agents I sent it to, five requested the full manuscript, and three of them kept Linden Way under consideration for over a year. Several others sent personalized rejections with encouraging notes. Yet this all happened over the span of two and half years, and at some point I had to re-evaluate my goals for this particular project

Did I want to keep pursuing a publishing path that had so few options for novellas? Because after all that time, I still knew one thing for sure—I did not want to turn Linden Way into something that it wasn’t. 

I also started re-evaluating my overall goals as a writer. What were my reasons for seeking a traditional book deal in the first place? Did I care about advances, bookstore placement, and status? I realized I did not, that mostly I just wanted to write the best story I could, put it out in the world, and move on to the next one. 

Once I knew what I wanted and felt certain Linden Way did not have a place in traditional publishing, I pulled the manuscript from consideration, stripped it back down to its original 46k-word length (man, that felt good), and took the leap into self-publishing. As of today you can purchase it in ebook or print or read it on Kindle Unlimited. 

To help celebrate the release, I’ve teamed up with the fabulous Women on Writing, who hosted my blog tour for The Fourth Wall in 2014. The tour for my new otherworldly ghost story launches in September—just in time for spooky season. I am so excited! I’ll be offering tips on how to get unstuck when writing a novel, talking more about my process writing The House on Linden Way, sharing my experiences with both traditional and indie publishing, and much more! 

And speaking of Women on Writing, I’m over there today with a little writing advice about how to keep things simple so you don’t get lost in the details. 

Enjoy, and as always, thanks for your support!

The House on Linden Way is available in print and ebook here. 

You can add it to Goodreads here. 

Linden Way Cover Reveal

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Summer has a way of blurring days until time loses all meaning. In June especially I am happy to let the days slip by unaccounted for and unmarked on the calendar. That’s why, when I sat down this morning to blog and noted the date on the post, I did a double take. And then I broke into a smile.

June 10 was the day, eight years ago, when The Fourth Wall was officially published. Since then I’ve had the honor of appearing in other books as an essayist and short story-teller, and those books have kept my debut company on my bookshelf, but until now The Fourth Wall has been the lone novel.

That changes next month with the release of The House on Linden Way. It’s been a very different journey: Linden Way is self-published while The Fourth Wall was published traditionally, although since the latter was released through a small press I guess you could say I’ve been indie all along.

In a future post I’ll go into the differences, but for now I want to tell you what’s the same: the tremendous sense of accomplishment in seeing your creative vision through. Kudos to all of you out there doing this very thing.

Here’s the cover for Linden Way, designed by Kitten at Deranged Doctor Design. When I post again in July, it will be with a link to order. That is, if I don’t get lost in the hazy days of June.

New Story in Fractured Lit and Other Writerly News

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Summer Break is weeks away, and although I’m going to miss my students, I can’t wait to have more time for writer-me. Until then I am in full teacher mode, but I wanted to pop in and share a few writerly links from March and April in case you missed them!

In March, one of my dream publications, Fractured Lit, published a little vignette called “Windows.” This piece was originally published in Hunger Mountain (print only) in 2017. I was so happy it found a new home online.

In April, a newish magazine called Five Minute Lit accepted a micro I’d written last summer. The piece will appear in August, but you should check out the site now! Everything they publish is exactly one hundred words.

In May, my short story “Gravity” will appear in an anthology celebrating twenty years of Mothers Who Write, a fabulous workshop I’ve participated in several times. The launch takes place at Changing Hands Bookstore in Phoenix on Saturday, May 7, from 11-1.

Finally, this story reviewer on Instagram took me by surprise last month by tagging me in a review of “Windows.” It made me smile on a day when I really needed it and reminded me why it’s important to share the work we love.

Celebrating Ten Years as a Published Writer

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This month marks the ten-year anniversary of my first published piece, “Flight.” I will never, ever forget when Literary Mama accepted that story—I was over the moon. It was the writerly breakthrough I needed and kicked off a ten-year streak of publishing my fiction and essays in some truly wonderful magazines.

A decade is a long time, and although many of the magazines I’ve appeared in are still going strong (including Literary Mama!), several have folded. In the last year alone I’ve taken down seven links that led to defunct websites.

The good news is my stories belong to me, and there’s more than one way to make them available to you. One of my goals for 2022 was to add audio of me reading these orphaned pieces on my website. And then I thought, well, why not video too? So here they are!

I started with the four prose poems I lost when Mothers Always Write shut down a few months ago. Next, I hope to tackle the short stories that disappeared with YA Review Net, including the award-winning “The Lost Girls” and the Pushcart Prize nominated “We Never Get to Talk Anymore.”

If you’re looking for something new, the final video features an unpublished essay called “Enchanted.”

Thanks for reading/listening/watching!

The Story of My Heart

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Every author has that one novel–the one cherished above all others, the one that makes her think, If I never write anything else, that’s okay, because I wrote this. I’ve written eight books, and while each is special in its own way, the fourth one is the book of my heart.

The House on Linden Way began as a short story in the summer of 2017. I was waiting for a car repair and began sketching out an idea for a haunted house story. The house would be the main character’s childhood home, which she was revisiting for the first time in many years. When her young daughter vanishes inside, the mother tries searching for her but keeps getting trapped in memories. I soon realized I had a book on my hands, and when it was finished nearly two years later I wrote the following query:

While passing through her hometown a decade after she left, Amber Blake impulsively revisits her old house on Linden Way. She only means to stay a moment, to show her three-year-old daughter Bee the place where she grew up. But when the kindly new owners invite them inside, Amber cannot resist.

Soon Bee is missing, the owners have disappeared, and Amber finds herself in a houseful of ghosts. Time takes on new meaning as she loses herself in living memories and a past that does not wish to be forgotten.

As Amber fights the powerful lure of a childhood she’d long left behind, her tenuous hold on the real world slips further from her grasp. Is it merely nostalgia she’s battling, or something far more menacing? Who haunts the house on Linden Way, and where are they hiding her child?

When I began Linden Way, I didn’t know yet who or what was haunting the house. Like many of my stories, I’d imagined something sinister and evil and ended up with something more complex. What I did know was that I wanted to write a story about the trappings of nostalgia and the lifelong imprint of our childhood homes.

The book is personal because it includes so many things that are important to me, including the power of sibling bonds, the bittersweet memories of growing up, and the fierce strength of motherhood. It is unequivocally the book of my heart, and I’m thrilled to begin publishing it today on Kindle Vella. Read the first chapter here, and follow the story as new chapters will publish every Tuesday and Thursday from now until June. Enjoy!

New Year, New Dreams

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I have always been intrigued by the concept of giving something up for the new year. Writing it down on a slip of paper and then burning it. So often we focus on what we want to gain instead of the things we need to lose.

When I looked back on 2021 in an effort to list my tangible writing accomplishments, I found some good ones: editing my middle grade novel, drafting five short pieces over the summer, making progress on my fairy tale WIP, self-publishing a book and a short story on Kindle Vella, and traditionally publishing a piece of creative nonfiction which would go on to earn nominations for Best of the Net, the Pushcart Prize, and Best American Essays.

This all feels amazing, but perhaps the most important thing I achieved last year was deciding what I wanted as a novelist and choosing a path that fit that goal. Then I wrote down my old path and lit a match.

What I’m leaving behind in 2021 is the pursuit of traditional book publishing. Ever since Kindle Vella was announced last spring, I’ve felt such passion for the possibilities of publishing my own work. At first I’d planned on only releasing commercial fiction, but I’ve enjoyed the process so much I’ve now embraced it completely.

Last month I pulled The House on Linden Way from the final publishing house where it was under consideration and used earnings from my cozy mystery to commission a book cover; Linden Way will be released on Vella this spring and then in ebook and print in July. I am so excited to share this news! When I made the decision it felt as though a weight had lifted, like I had space to breathe life into new ideas about my writing and publishing goals.

I used to dream about seeing my books on bookshelves and holding author events and making a living as a novelist. These dreams feel dated now. I love being a teacher and not having to rely on income from writing; I’ve participated in author events and mostly felt stressed out and uncomfortable; and while it was thrilling to see The Fourth Wall on shelves, the truth is that the shelf-life of a book is very short unless you sell a gazillion copies, and that leads me to the number one reason why traditional publishing is probably not a good fit for me: everything revolves around sales, which is to say that everything revolves around money, and the pressure is immense—the pressure to perform, the pressure to earn out your advance, the pressure to sell, sell, sell. And that’s not what I want.

What I want from my books is the personal value that comes from writing them and putting them out into the world. I want to focus on the joy of being a creator, because that’s such an amazing thing. The fulfillment for me is imagining a story, bringing it to life, crafting the best version that I possibly can, and then letting it go. The rest is icing.

This is my year of rediscovering the total creative freedom that comes from detaching your work from external validation or numbers. It feels like a new beginning. I have so many ideas for stories and I can’t wait to write them and try new things and maybe fail but learn and grow and get better and just keep going. I want to stay passionate. I want to have fun. I want to create and let that be enough. These are the things that dreams are made of.

Happy Halloween!

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It’s so hard to let go of October; I always wish it would stay a little longer. Halloween night has yet to arrive and already my month has been full of treats.

I indulged in plenty of great horror movies, including a re-watch of the compulsively re-watchable Fear Street trilogy; I switched from summer dresses and sandals to cardigans and boots; and once, on an early morning walk, I spotted a coyote disappearing down a dark quiet street. The half-eaten breakfast he’d left behind on a nearby lawn was as disturbing as anything I’d seen on screen.

Another sort of scary but fun experience was posting a short story to Kindle Vella.

“The Secret Keeper” was first drafted in 2015 as part of my collection What Was Never There. I never published the collection but succeeded in placing several of the pieces in online magazines. “The Secret Keeper” was obviously not one of those; it’s nearly 8,000 words long and that far exceeds most magazines’ word count.

It’s perfect for Vella though! A clear favorite among those who’ve beta read What Was Never There, “The Secret Keeper” is about a boy named Owen and the secrets he keeps beneath an enchanted willow tree. I split the story into three parts, all of which are now available to read. I hope you enjoy this magical tale of childhood wonder, summer nights, and October promises.

Happy Halloween!

My Big Mistake with Kindle Vella and Why I’m Starting Over

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You may have heard me shouting from the rooftops about my Kindle Vella story when Amazon’s new serialized story platform launched in July. The YA cozy mystery I’d penned back in 2019 and secretly uploaded to Vella in April was chosen as one of a dozen featured stories on the new site, and naturally I was thrilled. I posted twice about it in a flurry of celebration. And then I went quiet.

Why? Because ten days after Vella launched, one of my dream agents, who I’d queried back in the spring, emailed. She was intrigued! She wanted to see more! Could I send a partial? My heart sank. Instantly I regretted publishing the book. There was no way she’d consider Murder by Milkshake now that it was publicly available on Vella.

But what if I unpublished it? It hadn’t even been two weeks. I would just be honest with her and explain the situation and hope for the best. I sent the partial and notified Vella that I wanted the story taken down.

Are you sure? they asked. That decision would be permanent; it could not be undone. I would lose my likes, my reviews, my subscribers. I said I was sure, and Vella processed my request. Two weeks later, the agent sent a rejection.

At first I was undeterred. I’d only submitted Murder by Milkshake to a dozen agents and that had resulted in two requests for partials and four personalized rejections—pretty good numbers. I told myself I’d just keep submitting and pursuing a traditional book deal.

But my heart wasn’t in it.

It’s not that I’ve given up on the idea of traditional publishing, it’s just that Kindle Vella is something fun and fresh and new. And I think differently about self-publishing than I used to; I love the idea of it. I forget where I read this, but someone mentioned how ego is not what drives writers to self publish, ego is what prevents them from doing it. And that makes sense to me. I remember how afraid I was to start blogging back in 2013 and how, once I got over myself, I started to really enjoy it. Because it’s just a blog. And a book is just a book.

Murder by Milkshake is pure genre fiction, the kind of book that can do well as an indie. In the seven weeks it was on Kindle Vella it earned more money than my traditionally published book earned in seven years. People were reading it and showing support, and I made a mistake in throwing all of that away simply because an agent came calling.

When she rejected the manuscript, it was just that—another rejection. But unpublishing the book came with a real sense of loss. I’d been a part of something daring and new and I’d taken a risk; giving that up felt terrible. But I’m glad it happened, because it helped me realize the self-publishing path I’d chosen for this particular book was the correct one.

I know because I republished Murder by Milkshake last week on Kindle Vella. And my heart is definitely in it.