Writes
(Or: What I’ve Been Writing, What I’ve Been Feeling, and a Question for You) The Static is out. It came out March 26th, which means by the time you’re reading this, it has officially existed in the world for a little while, and I am still in the phase where I refresh my dashboard more than I’d like to admit… Continue reading The State of Things
The Static is out. I made a thing. Please don’t tell my cat. So. It’s done. The Static — Book 2 of the Inconveniently Haunted series — is officially a real object that exists in the world and can be purchased by people who are not related to me. This is either a triumph or a cry for help. Possibly… Continue reading The Static
I explain where I went and why The Static is almost in your hands Hi, hello, I’m back. Did you miss me? Don’t answer that. I’ve been gone approximately one week and I have emerged from the other side looking like someone who has been staring at a manuscript in a state of barely-controlled mania, because that is exactly what… Continue reading Where I've Been (Spoiler: Haunted by Deadlines)
The Haunting Before I Do vs. The Static There’s a thing that happens with sequels that nobody warns you about. You write your first book and somewhere in the middle of it — not at the beginning, not at the end, but in the messy middle where you stop performing and start just writing — you find the voice. The… Continue reading On Voice, and What Happens When You Lose It in the Sequel
A Short Story This one came from a question I couldn’t stop turning over: what happens to the stories that never got told? Not lost in a fire or a flood — just quietly buried. Wrong time, wrong gender, wrong connections. The usual story. I started pulling on that thread and ended up with Maxine, a woman suffocating in a… Continue reading The Lost & Forgotten Library
I don’t do downtime… Here is a thing that happened recently: my editor and I are in the middle of editing The Static, which means I am in that particular phase of the writing life where the manuscript exists but is not yet done and I am not allowed to touch it except in the specific ways I am allowed… Continue reading I Spent Three Days Building a Museum for Dead People and I Have Notes
What Do You Want to Read? I’ve been sitting on fragments lately. Little scenes that won’t leave me alone, that feel too alive to stay locked in my drafts folder but aren’t quite stories yet—not full arcs, not complete narratives, just these moments that grabbed me and wouldn’t let go until I wrote them down. One of them is a… Continue reading The Almost-Stories
A woman, a bar, and a significant failure of situational awareness Hi. I’ve missed this. I’ve been deep in The Static for weeks, which is going well in the way serious work goes well — meaning it’s consuming and I love it and it has been eating my entire brain. Which means it was time to come up for air… Continue reading The Better View
I’m Back. Please Clap. Here’s what I’ve been up to, in the order I remembered it while staring at a blank document for forty-five minutes. Let me set the scene: it is Tuesday. My cat, Jolene, has once again claimed the recliner with the territorial confidence of a small, indifferent god. I am on the couch. This is her house.… Continue reading Substack Catch-Up Letter
