What’s In A Name?


I’ve been thinking about this one since March 1st.

See, before my– let’s call it– crash, I was working on a revision of the first book of the AEON series. This was in response to the possibility of getting a literary agent to represent me (aka, my dream come true).

The agent actually took the time to write up extensive feedback (and I seriously can’t thank her enough for that). If you’re new to the whole publishing game, that’s a rather rare thing to recieve as many agents are so busy that they just don’t have the time to write out a two-page email. Continue reading


More Than Just a Hiatus


It’s been seven months since I last posted anything in this blog or even on my social media pages.

Seven long months.

And what do I have to show for it?


I would love to sit here and tell you that I’ve secretly been working on writing and art projects, but that would be a lie.

The truth is… I have bipolar disorder, and have been going through the depression period. My depression was made worse by the fact that I can no longer use my right hand (more on that later).

If you’re not sure what bipolar disorder (aka manic depression) is, allow me to explain. About here is where doctors tend to use a rollercoaster metaphor. While accurate, the mood swings between high and low aren’t always rapid. In truth, the manic and depressive periods can span several days, weeks, and even months.

Manic describes the times when everything is really up, and the victim of bipolar is feeling overly excited and confident. They can also be rather irritable and may make impulsive or reckless decisions.

Most people with bipolar spend more time in the depression period, which is the same as “clinical depression.” It’s more than just feeling sad or hopeless; it’s guilt, emptiness, not enjoying anything, concentration and memory problems, sleep problems, appetite changes, restlessness, social withdrawal, and thoughts of or committing suicide — just to name a few things.

Many people who go through bipolar depression also tend to abuse drugs and alcohol. Thankfully, my addiction isn’t quite as toxic.

I become enslaved to video games.

But I have struggled with suicide. In fact, if it hadn’t been for my dog, I probably wouldn’t be here to tell you this. But even she couldn’t stop me from the self-mutilation.

Don’t worry; my right hand wasn’t a victim of this. Actually, the doctors haven’t been able to figure out what’s wrong with my hand. Everything appears normal on the MRI and X-ray scans. But I can’t grasp or twist anything. This makes everyday activities like getting dressed, cooking, making the bed, putting on makeup, and brushing my teeth a challenge (just to name a few). I can’t even hold a pen long enough to sign my name anymore.

As you may have guessed, yeah, that’s taken another toll on my writing.

I don’t want to jinx myself, but I do seem to be slowly climbing out of my depression. Maybe now… Hopefully… I can finally get back to work.

Fingers crossed.

Tools of the Trade – Outlines


Every artist has their tools. For a painter, it’s paintbrushes and canvas; for a musician, it’s their voice or an instrument; for a sculptor, it’s the clay and their fingers. Authors have a wide range of tools to choose from. Some of them send writers running for the hills while others are used without ever knowing how important a role they’re playing.

Today, we’re going to start taking a look at some of the different tools used by novelists of all types. These tools include: Continue reading

Inkers’ Rendezvous


You know what I dislike about North Dakota?

Well, besides the nine months of winter, when there’s four feet of snow and the temps drop to -40 (without the windchill), and the lack of entertainment (seriously, unless you’re a history buff, it’s really boring up here).

I really dislike the fact that there’s really nothing here for authors, aspiring, established, or bestselling. Continue reading

A Silence Ended


I’ve been unusually silent these past few weeks, so I have quite a bit to talk about.

First, I’d like to explain why I haven’t been writing. After that, I’ll tell you what I’ve had boiling in the back of my mind, and let you in on a few secrets I’ve been keeping (and I don’t mean the gummy bears I keep hidden in my desk drawer). Continue reading