• Blue Q Socks, Hot Stuff!

    Have you seen these hot little socks? SiteStripe, Text, Image, Text+Image, Custom, Click on “Get Link”, Size Hot Stuff Amazon.com: Blue Q Socks, Women’s Crew: Clothing We need them! I need them. Who would wear these? Here in Maine you can find these gems at BullMoose Music shops or… if you’re not local, you can grab them on the Zon. Piggies toasty AND reading related…count me in!

  • Why I’ve gone Keto

    I posted a picture in my reader group the other day and on Instagram. A lot of people have asked what Keto is so here’s a quick breakdown. I am NOT a nutritionist or doctor or any of that good stuff–so you know, talk to an expert first. In the ketogenic diet, you restrict carbohydrates and moderate protein so your body uses a different energy system. Essentially you’re aiming to switch your body from burning carbs for energy to burning fat. But you eat a lot of fat too! I have found it awesome and not terribly hard to stick to given the foods I eat are delicious and keep…

  • Exciting updates!

    Hello! I have some things to mention that you might be interested in…or not. Honestly, I’d love to be more exciting and interesting but I’m just a human. One who’s had a cold for the last week and whose creative juices are currently stymied by Dayquil delusions so bear with me and my momentary mediocrity. ICYMI: The Brother is live! Wahoo! If you’ve already finished reading please skip over to Amazon and leave a review.  CLICK The Tutor Audiobook is LIVE! Listen HERE I am so excited for you to be able to hear Nora’s words. The Brother is currently being narrated and should be available in November. The Bloodlines Series…

  • Helen from Imposter

    Helen               Snow floated in the air silently outside. Helen stared, momentarily-zoned out in the decent of the flakes. Big fluffy flakes that barely weighed anything.  Sophie used to love playing in the snow, she thought, but long gone were the days of bundling Sophie in snow pants, boots, a hat and mittens. Gone was the moment of zipping up her coat all the way to her chin and patting her on the butt as she clumsily made her way out the front door. Helen clung tightly to the memories she had of her daughter. Even ten years later, she held out secret hope that her daughter was still…