Occupation: Writer Birth: 1965
When is the last time you were a tourist?” she asked archly. He just looked at her. Charles, she had to agree, was not tourist material. “Right,” Ann….
His brother maintained that what sent people backing away was neither his size nor his mother's blood, but solely the expression on his face. To test….
I was going to have to come up with a rank for myself besides Alpha's mate. In the pack, I was just Mercy- but if ten more people called me the Alpha….
I am not attempting to preserve culture, or record actual events or stories. Instead I bow my head in gratitude to those storytellers who have gone b….
I feel like I'm lost in an anime movie" I said, as Coyote picked the thing up. "One of the tentacle-monster ones." Most of them were X-rated and ende….
Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation..
Some of the fae have an odd idea of bride send-offs," he explained "including, according to Zee, kidnapping." "I forgot about that." And I was appall….
Moonlight streamed in, sending loving beams over his face. He closed his eyes and basked in it, and I could tell it was calling to him, even though t….
Any idiot can put up a website..
“Hey, Adam,” I said. “I thought you'd want to know that Warren and Darryl made it out of the vampire den alive.” I sucked in my breath. “You didn't a….
Baking is like washing--the results are equally temporary..
Let's save tomorrow's troubles for tomorrow..
Asil has appointed himself my guardian?" asked Charles softly. Asil was overstepping himself. "He was bored, he told me," said his father. He gave Ch….
Such a small thing to cause so much trouble..
In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength of the world in m….
When I put magic into a book - whether it's a wizard or a crusty old werewolf - I'm asking a reader to swallow a huge leap that is counter to everyth….
I've been a storyteller all my life. When I was in high school, I used to amuse myself by driving through the woods at night and see how long it woul….
Want to play some Battleship?” I wasn’t leaving him alone with that thing in there. Chad armed himself with a notebook, and we went to war. Historica….
I don't break; I bounce..
Time was such an odd thing. One moment you could talk to someone, then suddenly, they were gone..
I was too busy fighting the river to worry about adjusting my beliefs in accordance to reality..