Current Events · Everyday Life · Opinion

It’s Not About Cereal, It’s About Entitlement

My Facebook news feed has recently been all a-buzz with the latest news: Millennials aren’t eating cereal. Doesn’t take much to make the news these days, does it? Heavens to Betsy, we’re not eating cereal, and the reason the news people are up in arms is because the most common reason cited is that it’s… Continue reading It’s Not About Cereal, It’s About Entitlement

Saint Flaherty Series · Writing

Am I Making You Tense? In Defense of First-Present

Think of a book, your favorite book. Quick, what tense is it written in? Past or present? You probably had to think for a moment. Nothing wrong with that. Any book that’s written well will be remembered for its content, not its perspective. Nevertheless, persist. What was it written in? Now what was the perspective,… Continue reading Am I Making You Tense? In Defense of First-Present

Novels · Saint Flaherty Series · What Boys Are Made Of

What Boys Are Made Of Preview: Chapter 1!

With the release of What Boys Are Made Of less than a month away, I’m excited to post the first chapter of it on my blog! For the next two weeks, I’ll be posting a chapter every Wednesday. Please feel free to read them over, share them with your friends, your enemies, that one neighbor… Continue reading What Boys Are Made Of Preview: Chapter 1!

Writing

Breathing Easily as I Yoga Myself to Death

I realized that yoga was not going to be the breeze I thought it would be when the instructor told me to touch my toes and I couldn’t do it. Standing there with my hair draped over face, I’d failed at yoga in the first thirty seconds. Stretching, apparently, is difficult. Due to my writing… Continue reading Breathing Easily as I Yoga Myself to Death

Comedy · Novels · Publishing · Saint Flaherty Series · What Boys Are Made Of · Writing

My Mother Is Reading My Book, and This Is Terrifying

My mother is reading What Boys Are Made Of. This is, of course, the worst thing that has ever happened to me. Readers, you might not have ever considered this, but writers, I know you have. Because what’s the only thing worse than having a stranger read your diary? Your mom. Oh god, what have… Continue reading My Mother Is Reading My Book, and This Is Terrifying