When I first imagined "Cry of the Banshee," it was just a vague idea in the back of my head. I thought it would be interesting to have a...

If you're under thirty, the title of this blog will immediately conjure memories of giant mums, the sound of tiny bells ringing down...

There is a certain point in my writing when I cease to have control over my characters and the plot. The first time it happened, I was in...

Yes, that's me, the little girl dragging the big ol' teddy bear. Or lion. Whatever the heck it is. I mean, it's not actually me. I'm...

When I was in junior high in Lancaster, Texas, a tornado came through our town and destroyed dozens of houses. My classmates and I were...

So, the end of my novel was postponed by my father-in-law's heart attack and bypass, the latter of which went, in medical terms,...