Sickly hell — a Christmas Carol

Sickly hell, or strep throat takes Christmas Fevered faces, red-hot faces, Chills and high temps are here, Penicillin attacking the germs. Hours passing, nothing happening I’ve got so much to do. And every moment you’ll hear me: Sickly hell, sickly hell, This isn’t time for strep throat. Trim the tree, buy last gifts, Soon it will be Christmas Day. People rushing, my nose gushing, Everyone’s getting shit done. Me, I’ve got lists and nothing to Read more…

Agent news — Red Sofa Literary

My good happy news for December 2015 — I have signed with Jennie Goloboy of Red Sofa Literary. Jennie represents Tex Thompson, author of one of my favorite books of the year, Medicine for the Dead,  Carrie Patel, (The Buried Life, a mystery set in a dreamlike underground city) and a slate of other fantastic authors. I am so excited for the new year and being part of the Red Sofa gang. Here’s what Jennie Read more…

October roundup

I tend not to post when my life is fraught. This is against the general tendency of the confessional blogger, so yeah, I can understand why I really don’t have a huge readership, but I’d rather not exploit my own nature, you know? But radio silence can become so overwhelming that it’s hard to break through, and that’s not healthy either. So here’s what happened in October. I stopped riding. I stopped rather abruptly, actually, Read more…