According to the Wall Street Journal, which should know better, YA books are dangerous.  Seriously, they said that.  In a nutshell, they decided that people would read the situations in YA books and go out and try them.  

 What?  (To quote an old history teacher, "Who fucked up the ouiji board?!")  

 I remember reading Crosses when I actually was a teen.  Why do I remember it?  Because it's about a teens who cut themselves (among other things).  And while I knew kids that drank, smoked, did dru...
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I guess that since I went to the trouble of adding a blog to this site that I should update it once in a while, right?
 
It's amazing the things we do out of obligation.  Take Relay for Life for example.  My grandmother died in 2009 of colon cancer; we knew the day was coming, but she had managed four years with the disease.  I'm glad I had those four years.  Her death hit all of us hard.  The doctor didn't do the right things, the hospice people pretended she was fine, and the family didn't kn...
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I'm not going to lie.  Being creative is oftentimes exhaustive.  I mean, take my story "Marmalade" for instance.  I once had a guy say "clearly she doesn't plan to ever publish that, she just wrote it for fun."  Since then, it's been a personal vendetta to kick butt and get that story published.  I've never seen the guy before.  I don't remember his name.  I'll probably never see him again.  But I will get that story into a magazine if it kills me.  

And it just might.

Right now, it's January 1...
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