Writer Victory!—#1 Voluntarily Submit

I worked corporate job I hated to impress people who didn’t care. They didn’t care about anything other than my validation that being safe was sane. Paychecks were paramount.

Being an Author Parent & Guiding Your Child in the Art of Dragon Care & Zombie-Hunting

I know the schools are likely unaccustomed to people like us. The administrator was highly distressed that he couldn’t tell an adult his name or address. “What if he became lost?” My first thought was we don’t let Spawn out of our sight and, in the off chance his does get lost in a store, we’d probably know to come pick up any child claiming to be “Zombie Robot” or “Blue Angel.”

Common Core and Vegan Zombies—Confessions of an ADD Mother

This week I have to go to a parent-teacher meeting regarding The Spawn. They are concerned he is developmentally behind because he’s four and people have a hard time understanding him. His speech isn’t where it “should be.” And this just puts a knot in my skirt.

21st Century Publishing by the Grace of Gluten-Free Jesus

I believe love trumps all. Love of writing will overcome the nagging self-doubt and the legions of people telling us we are fools for trying. Love for each other is what keeps us going when we go through the wilderness, those withering empty times when we start reconsidering Aunt Thelma’s suggestion that medical billing might be a better career choice.

Nothing Says "Forever" Like a Dead Mother-In-Law Solitaire

I had to vacuum up my father, and he’s now laid to rest with cremated flip-slops, cat fur, dust bunnies one of my favorite earrings, and I hope that makes him happy after being a smart@$$ about that “being blown up in space” crap.