Editors Rock (but I don’t think I’d ever want to be one)

Despite my English degree, I am not the queen of commas nor do I always break my paragraphs in the correct place. By the time I sent my manuscript to my now publisher, a year ago, the thing had been cut, revised, and rewritten countless times. A speaker at a writer’s conference once said editors…

Ravens, Writing Desks, and this thing called Vanity

“Why is a raven like a writing-desk? Have you guessed the riddle yet?” the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.
 “No, I give up,” Alice replied: “What’s the answer?”
 “I haven’t the slightest idea,” said the Hatter.   Neither do I yet this riddle from Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland remains firmly planted in my…

It Only Took a Decade (Part 2)

You can learn a lot by watching other people, by asking questions, by reading, but nothing takes the place of experience. When I began writing Mother of My Son, my husband and I hadn’t fully struggled with infertility yet, and adoption wasn’t even a blink on our radar. Yet these were themes I felt compelled…

It Only Took a Decade

(or…Why it took me ten years to write, and find a publisher for, my novel) When my son was born almost thirteen years ago, I loved being a stay at home mom. Truly I did. And yet at the same time, something inside of me felt restless, like my creativity was slowly drying up. I…