If you loved The Unmothers, good news! I wrote another super weird folk horror book just for you. Children of the Wrong Heaven is coming! 2027!

Department store Facebook ad is trying to send me on a quest.

Oh no. I have found a perfect thing for A Craft, but I already have too many Crafts started. Oh no. Oh noooo.

Should Amy Acton have taken Ramaswamy's call? Should Abdul El-Sayed have said nice things about Rogers? NO! We are no longer protecting shitty people from the consequences of saying terrible things.

Hey, I'm glad you're here with me to see this moment. Thanks for staying.

You're laughing. Ohio is a state now and you're laughing.

Chapter 7 of The New and Ancient Machine is live! Charlie finally gets a close look at the Machine and meets the man in charge.

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Good morning, Chuck, you better not fuck this up you jello-spined bastard.

Preorders are open for my next novel, Children of the Wrong Heaven! It's a weird fact that preorders really help authors, so if you're so inclined, please please please preorder!
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Remember, no matter what happens today or tomorrow, we will continue to do good.

Between training horses and childbirth and a propensity for climbing trees I've had my share of injuries, so tell me why the deep stab of a sewing needle in my thumb is quickly becoming one of my most annoying injuries!!!??

I have never heard a burn so bad as Molly Conger (Weird Little Guys) saying "I linked his doctoral thesis in the notes. You can judge for yourself."

No recovery. Absolutely devastating.

Chapter 6 is live on my substack. The gang investigates the bunker and an unexpected visitor joins them on the island.
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I'm sort of thinking of this WIP as a reverse mystery. I.E. the story throws terrible evidence at my MC as she tries to run away from it as fast as she can.

The problem with modern dating is that you think you want a Miss Piggy to your Kermit when you should be looking for a Statler to your Waldorf.

"Trick or Peat!" I yell at the children. "Peat?" they ask, but it's already too late. They belong to the bog now.

But hey, at least I drafted another novel.

I hate homeowner Halloween. What do you mean you’re “unexpected plumbing repairs?”

Chapter 5 of A New and Ancient Machine is live on Substack!
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My small son looked up at me and said "fist bumb." Obligingly I extended my fist to meet his. As they were about to meet he stuck up two fingers, pressed them to my closed fist and exclaimed "now it's a snail!" My God. The children are truly our future and the future is so bright