It’s Fiction Friday
To Lacey Bloom an emotional conversation and a hand grenade were the same. Which is why she avoided those types of talks.
To Lacey Bloom an emotional conversation and a hand grenade were the same. Which is why she avoided those types of talks.
Would you take a vacation someone else planned? Find out how the characters in my next book feel about that.
My next book releases in a few short weeks. Today, I’m interviewing one of the main characters. Come meet her and decide if this story has something you’ll enjoy.
This one is a little closer to my heart. 2020 has been a rough year. Everyone has lost something or someone. I know that. But I’m a writer. I process my grief through storytelling. This isn’t part of my NaNoWriMo project, but it definitely has a women’s fiction vibe. Dying but Not Alone Some of …
Man, this pandemic has tightened the belt on travel plans, hasn’t it? I’m not usually a big fan of road trips, but I’ve scheduled myself for some Vitamin Sea therapy at our condo in Long Beach in November. Until then, I’m stuck taking virtual road trips. There’s nothing like a good book to take you …
About six weeks ago, I scanned through Pinterest while sipping my morning coffee. I do this every day, letting the cup of coffee be my timer on my favorite idea generating social media platform. There was this awesome artistic howling wolf photo that I clicked and added to my Amazing Art board. Then I laughed …
Might does NOT make right, but kindness sure does. Not sure if you agree? I hope you’ll read on as I disseminate some interesting information from an article a friend shared on Facebook a few weeks ago. The article, “Why Facts Don’t Change Our Minds,” by James Clear doesn’t sound like it’s about kindness at …
Father’s Day is only a few days away, and I’ll admit I haven’t celebrated it with my dad – ever – but I look forward to my sons celebrating it with THEIR dad every year. We do the family barbecue thing. You know, with the dad doing the grilling. Because that’s his thing, and unlike …
I’ve been a Lolly for a year. A year? Who can believe this? Not this Lolly or her associated Pop. A year? It can’t be. Time flows faster the older I get. Yes, I said it. It’s the closest you’ll get to a public admission that I might be getting older. Not old, Darrin. Older. …