Wallowing in the Power of Stories
Reality reshapes itself around stories. That’s a line from the beginning of HIGHER MAGIC, and it’s been looping through my head not just because I’m working...
Wallowing in the Journey
Hi there fellow wallowers, It’s my birthday this week, spooky season is at its peak, and I already wrote a gigantic newsletter about The Way We Haunt Now...
Wallowing in Endings
Hello there, fellow wallowers! It turns out, writing fiction is a lot like stumbling into a portal world. There comes a day—you may or may not know when—that...
Wallowing in New Beginnings
Hi there, fellow wallowers, Fall has always felt much more like the beginning of something exciting and new to me than New Year’s Day does. Probably, part of...
Wallowing in Con Chaos
Hey there, fellow wallowers! Talking with my hands like a true academic on a panel about Dark Academia This month I traveled to Scotland for a castle writing...
Wallowing in the Book Deal Bliss
Hi there, fellow wallowers! I’ve been in my vague era for a minute, now. Not long, really, in the grand scheme of publishing — the only industry I’ve found...
Wallowing in the Metaphors that Make it Make Sense
Hi there, fellow wallowers, I… may be watching too many baking competitions, lately. I tend to do that when I’m in the middle of projects. Something about...
Wallowing in the Inexhaustible Magic of Ideas
Hello there fellow wallowers, Are you ever suddenly and for no reason overcome by the fear that you’ve had all of your good ideas? That’s it––nothing but...
Wallowing in Secrets
Hi folks, Somehow, it's the end of April. So much has been happening in my writing life, and I can only talk about a little of it. But suffice it to say that...
Wallowing in Wildflowers
Hi there, fellow wallowers! The weird thing about seasonal depression is that one day you wake up and the sun is out and it's warm enough to do without a...
Wallowing in Unplanned Projects
Hello there, fellow wallowers! Academics like to bandy the T.S. Eliot quote that "April is the cruelest month," but I have come to find February crueler. The...
Wallowing in Audio
Well hello there, fellow wallowers! I logged in to start writing this and then had a brief panic attack because––wait, did I accidentally miss a month? I did...
Wallowing in the End of Year Data Dumps: BOOK RECS INSIDE
It's the end of year, and apparently that means it's time to quantify shit. The bad news is, I'm bad at counting. And tracking. And general numbers-related...
Wallowing in the Real Writer(TM) Feels
In undergrad, for one entire semester, I sat behind a kid who was writing a pulpy AF vampire novel while our professor lectured about early British...
Wallowing in the Balance
Hi there, fellow wallowers, For those of you who don't know, I'm not a full time writer. I have a day job and I carve out time to write around it. When I'm...
Wallowing in The Next Thing
Hi fellow wallowers, I completely dropped the ball on September's newsletter. But, since we last spoke (erm, since I last sent a ramble into the void): I did...
Wallowing in the Adulting Slog
Hi, folks, How are you? I'm good. Or, at least, I'm working my way back to good. And I don't care if that's grammatically incorrect. I was homeschooled, so I...
Wallowing in the Literal Muck
Hi there, fellow wallowers, For the first time in 5 years, I have a new––free and publicly available––story out! At the start of the month my short story...
Wallowing in the Spooky Summer
Hi there fellow wallowers, Does anyone else think summer is the most gothic season? Maybe it's because I read Jeff VanderMeer's Southern Reach trilogy the...
Wallowing in Grief
Hello there, fellow wallowers, I'm still experimenting with what this newsletter can and should be, so here's a mid-month installment that goes hard into...
Wallowing in the Research
Hello, fellow wallowers, I'm currently revising my magic PhD school novel for the fourth time. I'm really excited about my agent's notes, but it's kind of...
Wallowing in the BIG Wins
Hey there, intrepid subscribers! This is just a note to say that your eyes don't deceive you. The newsletter looks different this month because I've left...
Wallowing in the Little Wins
I’m a transplant here in the winterlands, and in former haunts of mine March meant full-blown, flowers and pollen springtime. But here, it’s still all ice...
Wallowing in The Wait
I have this writing superstition that, if I’m waiting to hear back about a submission the best thing to do is go on a walk with my dogs––by the time I get...
Wallowing in Revisions
Revising, revising, revising a novel... Happy New Year, folks! I had vague ambitions of writing earlier in the month, but revisions ate up all my time and...
Wallowing in the Passage of Time
It’s the end of the year. (Well, it’s actually the 19th of December as I write this, but you might be reading it at the end of the year. Or the start of the...
Let's Wallow
Wallowing. It’s a word that evokes both pleasure and pain. You might wallow in contented luxury or in misery about the endless slog of suffering and sorrow....