Laundry Life Hack #1 Hanging Shirts Quickly

Piles of laundry you hate folding or hanging? Well, today, I’m going to give you my secret to hanging a pile of shirts quickly. As you fold clothes out of the dryer, do you ever think to yourself, “There’s got to be a faster way?” I found the fastest way ever. As you’re pulling those

Cover Reveal: Object of my Protection

I’m pumping out a lot of books in this new year. This is one of them. It’s a dystopian romance set a few years out. Again, Winter Bayne has performed her magic. She could have no more crawled into my head and stole my vision for the cover. Thank you, Winter. You’re the greatest. Here’s […]

Cover Reveal: Object of my Protection

I’m pumping out a lot of books in this new year. This is one of them. It’s a dystopian romance set a few years out. Again, Winter Bayne has performed her magic. She could have no more crawled into my head and stole my vision for the cover. Thank you, Winter. You’re the greatest. Here’s

Pre-order Black Soul Now!

Releases January 17th! Reserve your copy now. No money due until release day. 🙂 As a gift just for being a subscriber, here’s a scene from Black Soul:   I woke to Caroline in such a tizzy I thought she would have a nervous breakdown. “Noah! You’re in the floor! Why didn’t you…ohmygosh, you fell

Over…Overused? (Editing Tips)

Editing out the word over isn’t hard to do. Test the sentence to see if it can work without it. Most instances, it can. Don’t: I shoved the tray over closer to her. Do: I shoved the tray closer to her. Don’t: She slid over beside me. Do: She slid beside me. Don’t: I sauntered

COVER RELEASE: Black Soul

Cover courtesy of Winter Bayne. Model: Vikkas Bhardwaj. Excerpt from Black Soul Book One of The Forbidden Series I had forgotten how alarming my abilities might be to a human. I was here then there. In front of her. Her jaw dropped and her knees gave as I leaned in to catch her. She would

The Child of a Hoarder-Climbing from Under the Mountain

Hoarding leaves emotional scars. My life has been a wonderful one, my childhood having made me stronger, but it hasn’t been without emotional wounds that are still open and festering today. When I grew up the hoarding didn’t go away, I did when I moved out. I’m still battling it as a middle-aged adult, and as my parents age the mountain only gains a steeper climb.