Queer writer of speculative and YA fiction
And here we are, at the finish line. To recap: This month I’m taking part in #WriterInMotion, where I write a 1,000-word story and document my revision process. Last week, I posted my third draft, which was revised based on the insight and input from critique partners K. J. Harrowick and Ari Augustine. This week, …
Continue reading "Writer in Motion, Week 4: Exile (second critique group feedback)"
The story thus far about the story thus far: This month I’m taking part in #WriterInMotion, where I write a 1,000-word story and document my revision process. Last week, I posted my second draft, and this week, I got feedback! Some extremely helpful observations came from critique partners K. J. Harrowick and Ari Augustine. They …
Continue reading "Writer in Motion, Week 3: Exile (critique partners feedback)"
More years ago than I care to count, I dated a boy who lived in a small town south of St. Louis, in Iron County. He was sweet but ultimately we were too far apart, geographically and otherwise. Most of the time, we spent our dates in St. Louis, but one weekend, I drove down …
Continue reading "“Charlotte’s Mother,” A Story in the Saturday Evening Post"
This story was a step outside of my comfort zone, something that my editor Greg Herren has always encouraged me to do. He's commented how funny it is when writers are approached to contribute to an anthology outside their usual genre, the frequent response is "oh, I don't write mystery/noir/horror/erotica/literary clown fiction." (I made up …
Oh, this one was so much fun to write. I love writing bad guys as much as actors love playing villains, I think. I mean, admit it: Who do you think had more fun playing their character on Dynasty, Linda Evans or Joan Collins? Exactly. So, gay supervillains? Bonus! The best part of this, though, …
Continue reading "A story: Scorned, from The Lavender Menace"
You never forget your first, right? This story was the first one I ever published. It still holds a special place in my heart, but when I looked at it now, it struck me that I didn't realize at the time how long it was. Over 8,000 words? Seems excessive to me now. I'm a more …
You may recall that recently (I think it was August? Wow, where has the time gone? I know, I know, it doesn't really go anywhere, it's us who travel through it in a linear fashion, but wow do I seem to be traveling through it quickly lately). Wait, what was I saying? Right. I mentioned …
There's a story of mine, "You Ride the Bus," up and live now at The Citron Review for their spring issue, which features queer-themed writing: After a while you start to take note of the drivers you encounter. There's the one who drives very carefully when the bus is packed, and the one who drives …