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Content Warning: Kids. Kidnapping. Childhood Death. Medical Do you have children?  I had Demon Seed a month after my seventeenth birthday. Young, I know. I call him Dano in real life. [Please don’t spread that around. It’s a rare secret you now know.] He’s tall—5’7 at the moment, growing more every day—and built like a brick house. He’s well behaved, smarter than me by a mile—I mean, the kid wants to be a Biomedical Engineer when he’s all grown up—and funny. He tells dad jokes, and send me memes of cats doing stupid things because they make me laugh. Him too. He’s whip crack...

I am pleased as punch to announce my participation in Heat, Prey, Love, an omegaverse multi-author collaboration where prey shifters take center stage with a whole lot of heat and love, hosted by the amazing Jax Stuart. There are eleven participating authors, myself included. A Pika’s Safe Haven, which you can now preorder on Amazon, is something like almost 50k words. IAnd for your pleasure, here is the blurb, Gavin thought he had everything he needed to be happy. Running his small-town diner and raising three wild boys as a single father kept his hands busy and his heart full....

The year is 1989. Demon is three years old, and lives on a farm with his mother, step father, twin brother, half brother and two step brothers. Life is good. Good in the way every three year old believes it to be. Then one summer day a calf escapes the fence. Somehow. Someway. The details of how the calf got free aren’t important. All you need to know is a calf escaped is on the loose and Demon, as well as his twin brother, had to make a mad run for safety. Picture this—two three-year-old blonde hair, blue-eyed boys running...

Okay. I admit. That’s a lie. I do work here. And pretty much anywhere the urge strikes. I fully admit sometimes I work from my phone, my iPad, my bed, my sofa, my gaming chair in front of the television, just waiting for the moment I can play Diablo with my friends, my kitchen table if necessary or even in the passenger seat of my car while Demon [my husband] rambles from my side. [The man, I swear, does not know how to shut the fuck up when I’m at work.] I’ve written at my mother in laws, and at...

Why is it always January? And why is it always author drama? I mean sometimes readers be doing the most but because of where I spend my time on the internet it’s usually authors I see with their whole, entire ass out. I have been that author before. Just last year, in fact, so I get it. We are people too which means sometimes we say and do shit that others side eye. We draw the wrong kind of attention and live to regret it. My favorite thing to tell people is “shit happens” but I suppose how you clean...

Surprise. I’m doing another taboo holiday thing—#1 Dad: Taboo Father’s Day Collection. Do I have a blurb? —No. Do I know what this story is going to be about? — Also no. I mean, I do have a little bit of an idea, obviously. The title is kind of a dead giveaway, but as far as what’s going to happen and how it’s going to happen . . . well, I know it’s going to have something to do with Father’s Day so I suppose that counts for something. The characters names are—shit, I forgot, let me go look— Stephen...