Category: The Goblet – Book 4

Writing Amidst Doubt

Like any writer, I face doubt. Not often, as I choose to focus on my work and what I’m doing and contributing to literature (not much lol), but as of late, the doubt has crept in and is, for the moment at least, here to stay.

Writing and B-Fest and Editing, Oh My!

Besides all of this writing, I’ve been asked to speak on a panel at my local Barnes and Noble for B-Fest, the YA-oriented festival where YA authors speak at bookstores and hold events for readers. While I don’t write YA, I couldn’t pass up the chance when asked to talk about the creative process, that is, my characters, plot, and connecting plots in a series.

Ending Up In A BuzzFeed Article – Writing Excerpt

It’s a thin line to keeping your safety yours and contained and having freedom of expression.

A line I hope we can solidify soon.

This ordeal has left me feeling creeped out, surveyed, and scared of losing my job (something no one should ever have to deal with).

I’m glad I didn’t give into the ‘internet fame’ mentality that blankets our internet-generation now (I did gain a slew of new Instagram followers thanks to the article, but that doesn’t really mean anything in the real world). Sure it may translate to book sales in the future (huge may), but it doesn’t really help my present where I have to work for a living and I’m actually excited about my job.

Updates & Fuck Ups (Writing Them That Is)

As you can see, if you kindly click here, I’ve updated my Home Page. Added more information on my latest (and only) book out for consumption, and detailed that its to be a full-length novel. Long time readers will know that The Rather Depressing Tales of Patricia Lauren Bordeaux is a love work of mine, and although I’ve been on Chapter 1 for a very long time (how many years has it been?), I know once my contractual obligations are up to Permuted, I’m going to jump all over it like a Vampire jumping at a-

No, I lost the plot.

Anywho, I’m busy sitting here, staring at my screen, wondering what else I can do, that, for some reason, isn’t writing. When that’s the one thing I know I should be doing. Funny how that works at times, hm?