Finally! A motorcycle novel with a woman at the controls! Book 1 in the Steel Journeys series is finished and Book 2 is right on it’s heels! Here’s a bit about the series: To some people home might be wherever you lay your helmet, but for Abby Steel, home was wherever she laid her ass. Today it’s a Harley. Tomorrow it might be a BMW or a Triumph or a Honda. Home was whatever bike
Many people spend the first part of the New Year sort of rethinking their life, and it doesn’t take The Force to convince us to do it. It comes fairly naturally. I’m pretty familiar with this ritual. Each year I take a walk on New Year’s Day and write down my impressions about what I see in my journal, then I use those themes and images to help me think about the coming year. But
Hey all! I’m so very excited to announce the official launch of Finn Again!!! This book has been a long time in the waiting, but it’s finally here!! It’s currently available in paperback and on Kindle. If you haven’t read it I hope you’ll give it a try. If you have, please feel free to add your comments, questions or reviews to the mix! Here’s what the book is about! Finn McCarthy is half
My favorite book in the Little House series was Farmer Boy. I was so drawn to the simple lives they led, filled with hard but honest work, good food and strong families. I have often longed for a similar simplicity. Sometimes I wonder if the Amish aren’t onto something. There’s something to be said for embracing a distilled kind of lifestyle that chooses to take the time to craft things by hand, and one that rejects
I’m starting to regret my commitment to post every day about my journey to “write myself alive”. If I’m going to be honest (and that is what I committed to at the beginning of this process) the Write Yourself Alive campaign has taken everything I had to give. I’m just about half way through and really wanting to quit. Day 13 I lived the prompt. I took a walk on the wild side and
Day 3’s writing prompt turned out to be a quirky fun scene that was really fun to write. Just over 800 words, the prompt was “Write a short story about yourself if you were psychic and able to read the thoughts of those around you.” I took a little license with the idea and here’s what came out: Holy shit he smells amazing! “Excuse me?” The girl behind the counter looked up at me. “Yes?
http://writeyourselfalive.org For the next 30 days I’ll be participating in a writing workshop designed to help bring your creativity back to life. I need this. I need it more than air. Every time I sit down to write I think of something else I should do first. The tyranny of the urgent has been a convenient excuse for a life gone by. I could say that procrastination made me want to join this