

Firsts: Kisses, Chaos, and the Contract I Never Saw Coming
Firsts. We all have them. They're just a part of life. Even plants have firsts. The first time they sprouted. The first time they felt sun. The first time they were pruned. Recently, I started to think about some of my firsts. The obvious ones pushed to the front of the line and occupied some of my thinking. First kiss with a red headed boy in my driveway in 8th grade. First public vomit in Sister Katherine's 5th grade (first and last, thank god. It was Campbell's Chunky Sirl


The Ghost Story That Wouldn't Let Me Go: How PORTAL Haunted Me for 18 Years
A POST FROM MY OLD BLOG February 13, 2012 A Scary Book Since turning in my revisions back to my editor, I have started writing a new book. It doesn't have a title, but then again, none of my books had a title this early. It does have a sixteen-year-old girl with a little brother who sees and communicates with ghosts, and a creepy house from the late 1700s, and an adorably love interest and, and, and... I can only write this book in the day. When I'm "in it" even the phone rin


My Publishing Comeback Story: How I Landed a YA Paranormal Book Deal Without an Agent
I am officially dusting off this old blog. Welcome in. Look for weekly posts dropping each Sunday on a variety of topics including: my author life, my books, writing, publishing, and life in general. My three contemporary YA novels and my music-focused YA anthology I have a new book coming out, something I haven't been able to say since 2017. It still feels surreal to think it let alone write about it. Despite landing and working with three incredible literary agents from 201


Ultimatum is honored
I'm proud to share that Ultimatum was recently chosen to be included on Ezvid Wiki's Heart-Wrenching YA Books About Dealing With Loss...


No one prepared me for how hard it would be to let him go
I can’t believe it has been four years since I posted about lasts, but today marks the end of something treasured: goodbye morning hugs....


My tribute to Anthony Bourdain
What a sad day. What a sad week. Loss is a heavy, heavy thing. It demands to sit on shoulders. There is no asking permission. I guess...


We did it, Dad. We won the Super Bowl.
I’ve never played a sport. Never wanted to play. Growing up, I was more into dancing and reading and Empire Strikes Back. I’m one of four...


This really happened.
Back then I was un-agented, with one finished manuscript under my belt and a fiery determination to be traditionally published.

















