Fearless used to be my middle name. I was 6. It was summer. There was a library in the town of Astoria, Oregon, and a movie that played at 11am every Thursday morning. There was a piano, an old man named Ed, and people waiting to be entertained before that movie started. Every time I …
A few weeks ago my mother turned 90 years young. Amazing that you spend your whole life with someone, and you don’t realize that time is ticking away. One day you wake up, and you’re celebrating a life that has truly been lived. My father passed away, after 43 years of marriage, and when my …
Two weeks ago, I was terrified. I had submitted the draft of my novel to a contest called Pitch Wars, where two thousand writers vied for the opportunity to have their work edited and presented to agents. Over the course of 8 years, I had written 4 novels, but every one of them sat in …