The Beta Reader Conundrum

How do you know your book is good? You ask someone to read it and tell you what they think. Or several someones, if you’re feeling brave. Continue reading The Beta Reader Conundrum

A Profound Look Back at the Week: February 10-14

The first genuinely boring week of the year did not betray my expectations. Nothing interesting happened this week, at least not in the world I choose to inhabit. It was time, really. Mid-February is the time you start to settle into the year, which is no longer as new as it was in January, and some scratching and bruising around the edges begins to appear. But even nothing merits a profound look back so I looked back profoundly. Continue reading A Profound Look Back at the Week: February 10-14

A Bad Day to Travel

When my phone started beeping while it was still dark outside my first thought was ridiculous: that something bad had happened to Antonia. My second thought was sane, reminding me she was sleeping in the room across the hall. And then I saw the number calling and the hour, and the worry reignited. Continue reading A Bad Day to Travel

A Blast from the Past

The key clicked in the lock so loudly I winced. Antonia sobbed by my side. I had tried to comfort her but she didn’t want my comfort. She wanted to grieve and I followed Madeleine’s advice and let her. Continue reading A Blast from the Past

The Perfect Sauce

“I honestly can’t believe we did this,” Sonia said and laughed. I took a sip from my wine glass and mirrored the smile still lingering on her lips.

“We only did it because of you,” I said. “Everybody likes you.”

“Including you?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows. Continue reading The Perfect Sauce

A Desperate Man

Do you know this feeling when you’re so tired you can’t really enjoy the fact it’s Friday night and you’re looking at two days of rest? This is exactly how I felt this Friday. Continue reading A Desperate Man

The Girl in the Street

“I’m really sorry, Lars,” Alicia said. I could see she meant it—she looked everywhere but at me and she nodded as she spoke, like she was trying to convince herself she was doing the right thing. “We just can’t go on like this forever.” Continue reading The Girl in the Street