April is the cruelest month.
Yeah, it's the tax thing. But it's also raining deadlines around here, and the weather is one kind of torture or another, every day. This month saw my...
April is the cruelest month.
Yeah, it's the tax thing. But it's also raining deadlines around here, and the weather is one kind of torture or another, every day. This month saw my...
There's no such place as Florida.
Think about it. Think about every Florida Man story you’ve ever shook your head at, trying to make sense of the headline. Think of the miles of coastline...
There's no such place as Florida.
Think about it. Think about every Florida Man story you’ve ever shook your head at, trying to make sense of the headline. Think of the miles of coastline...
I'm used to writing 2018, now.
It takes a long time, sometimes. I still occasionally catch myself writing the date with a 19 in the year spot and I have to stop. That was twenty years ago....
I'm used to writing 2018, now.
It takes a long time, sometimes. I still occasionally catch myself writing the date with a 19 in the year spot and I have to stop. That was twenty years ago....
Let's burn down 2017.
2017 was the year that went too fast, it was the year that wouldn’t end. Being a writer means you had better be fucking patient. There’s no other way to...
Let's burn down 2017.
2017 was the year that went too fast, it was the year that wouldn’t end. Being a writer means you had better be fucking patient. There’s no other way to...
Letters from Meg— October
October is my favorite month. I like spooks and scares, I love when the summer in the Bay finally breaks and gives up its hot, sticky ghost. This October I...
Letters from Meg— October
October is my favorite month. I like spooks and scares, I love when the summer in the Bay finally breaks and gives up its hot, sticky ghost. This October I...
Letters from Meg— September
This isn't something I like to talk about, but I hate to fly. I know that I'm safe on an airplane. I know the odds and the statistics, the likelihood that I...
Letters from Meg— September
This isn't something I like to talk about, but I hate to fly. I know that I'm safe on an airplane. I know the odds and the statistics, the likelihood that I...
Letters from Meg— August
If you come to one of my readings, like this one at Cellar Door Books in Riverside CA, you should be prepared for obscene gestures and profanity. But always...
Letters from Meg— August
If you come to one of my readings, like this one at Cellar Door Books in Riverside CA, you should be prepared for obscene gestures and profanity. But always...
Letters from Meg— July
It's been a banner month... ha ha. The above photo comes from my community college and cradle of my career, Mt. San Jacinto College. I learned important...
Letters from Meg— July
It's been a banner month... ha ha. The above photo comes from my community college and cradle of my career, Mt. San Jacinto College. I learned important...
Letters from Meg— June
It's the 50th anniversary of the Summer of Love over here in the Bay area, and my friends are celebrating by getting married. All of them. I'm on my sixth...
Letters from Meg— June
It's the 50th anniversary of the Summer of Love over here in the Bay area, and my friends are celebrating by getting married. All of them. I'm on my sixth...
Letters from Meg⸺ May
It's starting to feel like summer. After all, summer is convention season. Since I've just gotten back from BayCon and finished a spectacular weekend at the...
Letters from Meg⸺ May
It's starting to feel like summer. After all, summer is convention season. Since I've just gotten back from BayCon and finished a spectacular weekend at the...