Why Comparisons Are Absurd
I once had a writing client call me, close to tears, on his 33rd birthday. He was upset because he had reached the age Jesus Christ had been at the…
I once had a writing client call me, close to tears, on his 33rd birthday. He was upset because he had reached the age Jesus Christ had been at the…
For lots of women, the salon is a luxurious place—a safe haven away from the demands of the real world, where they can shuck off the need to be “Mom”…
Back when I was married (and fat), I fancied myself a halfway decent cook. My repertoire basically consisted of deep-fried chicken, pasta with alfredo sauce (extra cheesy!), and sandwiches. It…
I’ll admit it. Whenever I hear about some writer getting an amazing contract, receiving a massive advance, winning an award, or even getting a halfway decent book review from some…
My friend and fellow Blydyn Square Books author Everett De Morier has a theory when it comes to dogs. He says a purebred dog is carefully created to DO something—whether…