The Unhealthy Writer: 7 Tips on Writing with a Chronic Illness
You can be a writer, even with a chronic illness. As a matter of fact, the combination of the two may be more powerful than you might have imagined. I’ve had Crohn’s disease since I graduated college 30 years ago Read more…
2018 Goals
I look back on an uneventful 2017 and forward to an exciting 2018.
Gods & Martyrs – Chapter Five
“What are you willing to die for?” Father Peters asked. His question hung in the air as the teens surrounding Gabby struggled to come up with an honest answer. Her recent brushes with death hadn’t clarified one for her, either. Read more…
Gods & Martyrs – Chapter Four
Hamilton’s mouth kept moving, but Gabby couldn’t hear anything he was saying. Her world fell mute the moment her lanky love interest terminated their friendship. As he stammered and avoided making eye contact, she grew fixated with his ears for Read more…
Gods & Martyrs – Chapter Three
Gabby liked the Burger Hut. Not for the food, the ambience, or the service, but because it was where she had fallen in love with Hamilton. They even had their favorite booth. The second one from the entrance, next to Read more…
Gods & Martyrs – Chapter Two
The glint off the Russian’s wide knife glistened in Hamilton’s eyes. Gabby’s nerdy friend shook like a dead leaf in a winter breeze as the determined foreigner’s hardened glare threatened to crumble him into a million pieces. The sharpened edge Read more…
Gods & Martyrs – Chapter One
Being bound by rope to a metal pole in the middle of a dark room probably should have elicited more fear in Gabby. Most fifteen-year-old girls would be trembling in fear and screaming at the top of their lungs. She Read more…
Sins & Suicide – Chapter Five
The incessant repeated rings invaded Gabby’s dream. It was a nice dream too, about talking donuts and ice cream cones performing an interpretive dance of spring. She rolled over and pried one eye open to see her phone illuminated with Read more…
Sins & Suicide – Chapter Four
Gabby had heard hitting water from a high speed made the normally flexible liquid feel like cement. She was relatively certain falling a mere fifteen feet wouldn’t allow her to gain that sort of velocity, but there was a good Read more…
Sins & Suicide – Chapter Three
Gabby wished Hamilton were with her. Not only because his smooth voice made her all squishy inside, but because he’d know how much weight aluminum beams on the top of a screened-in pool could handle. The one thing with which Read more…
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