It’s the last day of 2018, so I’m thinking about the year that’s passed, like everybody else today. I often feel conflicted at the end of a year, but I can’t remember a recent year that’s left the future feeling quite as uncertain as this one has. To be clear, I don’t necessarily think of that as a negative. I’m a person who has historically sought change for its own sake, and I tend to view an uncertain path as one that’s wide-open—more like an unplanned road trip over a bright midwestern highway than an unguided hike through a haunted forest. That said, I really don’t know what to make of 2018.
I wrote a short story for my parents for Christmas. I started it with the idea that I’d write it around our family and the silly traditions I love so well. And though some of that stuff made it in there, it mostly turned into some kind of queer YA Hallmark Christmas movie. With supernatural text messages. And so I give it to you, the internet, to make of it what you will. [Read more…]
This isn’t an excerpt from my novel, currently called DREAM BROTHER, but rather a short snippet I wrote as an exercise while I was in the midst of finishing my first draft. It was written from a timed challenge I did with my teen writing group, and the title of it was the prompt. We were using the title of a random book chapter at the time. If you recognize the chapter name, you’ll know where it came from. This snippet is from an alternate POV of probably my favorite character from the book. Their name is Jae. [Read more…]