The Junk Drawer

The literary equivalent of rubber bands, old phone chargers, and nine-volt batteries. Stuff that doesn’t belong anywhere else, all thrown together in no particular order. But if you sift through it long enough, you’re bound to find something worth the look…

Wait, did I just write a novel?

I wrote most of my first novel on a work-issued laptop, lying on the floor outside my son’s bedroom while attempting to sleep train him. He was a stubborn kid and it took several weeks to break him. At least I was productive with my time.…

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