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Why Indie Authors are Cheering for Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift. Musician, billionaire businesswoman, and all-around global phenomenon is publishing her Eras Tour coffee table book without going through a big publishing house. With this bold choice, she’s effectively...
Why Indie Authors are Cheering for Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift. Musician, billionaire businesswoman, and all-around global phenomenon is publishing her Eras Tour coffee table book without going through a big publishing house. With this bold choice, she’s effectively...
When Will I Ever Learn?
I ran out of rope this week. If dogged determination, relentless cheeriness, and blind optimism were plaited into a rope, I abruptly ran out of all three. I'm no mountaineer,...
When Will I Ever Learn?
I ran out of rope this week. If dogged determination, relentless cheeriness, and blind optimism were plaited into a rope, I abruptly ran out of all three. I'm no mountaineer,...
Halloween, Nostalgia, and Plastic Pumpkins
As you'd expect from a writer of witchy fiction, I love Halloween. If it could stretch all the way to springtime, I’d gladly trade Christmas for a few more months...
Halloween, Nostalgia, and Plastic Pumpkins
As you'd expect from a writer of witchy fiction, I love Halloween. If it could stretch all the way to springtime, I’d gladly trade Christmas for a few more months...
Mabon Reflections: The Dance of Day and Night
The wheel turns. This Sunday is Mabon, the autumn equinox. Day and night will be equal—like the black swan and the white, frozen on stage with toes pointed, wings outstretched,...
Mabon Reflections: The Dance of Day and Night
The wheel turns. This Sunday is Mabon, the autumn equinox. Day and night will be equal—like the black swan and the white, frozen on stage with toes pointed, wings outstretched,...
My Writing Week
Well, that title’s a fib for a start. We’ve been away this week, so I’ve not written a thing which makes me feel all sorts of things – chiefly, a...
My Writing Week
Well, that title’s a fib for a start. We’ve been away this week, so I’ve not written a thing which makes me feel all sorts of things – chiefly, a...
The Season of the Witch
Autumn has arrived. While the sun is still warm, the garden thirsty for rain, there is the promise of change on the wind. The leaves on the trees are waiting....
The Season of the Witch
Autumn has arrived. While the sun is still warm, the garden thirsty for rain, there is the promise of change on the wind. The leaves on the trees are waiting....