I write speculative fiction and YA sci-fi romance. If you're here, congratulations! I hope it's because you read one of my books and loved the heck out of it and had to come see what's going on in my world. I hope my books have become a drug to you and you're looking for your next fix. I hope you're wishing right this minute that I was as prolific as Brandon Sanderson (can you believe that guy? I mean, he's a machine! And if I had a wife, I think I could be as prolific as him. Send your resume if you're interested in being my wife . . . and I sincerely love Brandon Sanderson. Have you read his books? Go. Now. Read one of his books.) and really, I don't blame you. I wish I were as prolific as him too.
I'm working on it.
I have a son and he demands a lot of my attention. He's very cute and he smites me with his adorable smile and good nature. The boy is like a cherub. I'm considering legally changing his name to Cupid because he's a bringer of love to all who come near him.
I'm married to a guy named Stoker. No joke. When I first heard his name I felt a bit ridiculous saying it. It was nothing like the scene in The Importance of Being Earnest where one of the girls says they always wanted to marry a man named Earnest. Stoker's name has grown on me, and so has Stoker. We've been together quite a while now and the man still makes me laugh. So hard, sometimes. I don't get why he's so funny. But he is.
I have three cats.
I write every day. I make my writing goals insane. I have big plans. Big plans. And sometimes I just don't have time to update my blog, but I try. Expect at least ONE post a month. The more you visit, the more I'll see that I have loads of traffic, and the more I'll post. I know. This is not how Field of Dreams works. But I'm pretty sure building a baseball field is WAY easier than writing three blog posts a week.
