You know, someone has to die . . . when swords are involved.

Okay, it’s Friday and I’m having plain coffee with vanilla creamer. Oh, the wasted calories *dreams of a Starbuck’s line*. Anywhoo, someone has to die today. In my novel, that is, especially with sword yielding hunks and creatures running a muck within its pages. But who? I can’t do it, but I must do it […]

Okay . . . this was fun.

Cookies with Starbuck’s Carmel Macchiato sounds delish!

brenda’s Result: Cookies on quiz: What Kind of Writerly Snack Are You? Who: The bakers. The mellow. The “I’ve got nothing to prove so pass me that warm chocolate chip slab of heaven” types.

When: Through all phases of writing. Anytime, anyplace.

Why: Because cookies […]