New Manuscript

In interviews I’ve told the story of how I was inspired to write If He had Been with Me by I dream I had as I was coming to the close of the darkest period of my life. I’m finally in a place where I am ready to write about what I was going through in that time, just before I wrote IHHBWM. This will be my first adult book.
The project I am working on is dark- definitely the darkest thing I’ve ever written. My characters aren’t characters to read about because you like them or agree with what they have to say. It’s going to be- hopefully- a book about twisted perspectives, about people who are lost and know they will never be found.

Thankfully, I made it out of that place. My characters though, probably won’t be so lucky.

My 2nd novel is out! I am the author of 2 books!

When I wrote my first novel, I was processing my past; mapping out what made me the person that I am.  I was trying to tell the readers what I had learned, how hard those lessons had been.

When I wrote my second novel, I was thinking of my future, of my readers’ futures. This is a novel about passions and hopes. I was trying to inspire my readers.

I was sick with Multiple Sclerosis while writing this novel, but I didn’t know it. What I knew was that I was tired, that I felt like I was carrying a burden that I could never set down. Where If He had Been with Me is long and ponderous, This Song is (Not) for You is short and intense.

There will be those who loved my first novel who will not enjoy my second, but I also think there will be those who will like my second novel better than my first, there will be those who love my second but can’t get through my first.

It’s out there now on the shelves of major retails and wherever books are sold online. Here’s the Amazon link, and thank you for reading.

PS My novel was significantly inspired by The Icebergs. Check them out.


Good News! My MS treatment is working, and I am feeling so much stronger and able to take on the tasks of Life!

Bad News! Because MS slowed me down so much, I missed the deadline to get my next novel published this year!

I’m not sure when I missed this deadline. Somewhere in the muddle of emails to and from my editor, perhaps this info was passed on the me, but I missed it. “This Song is (Not) for You” will be published in the spring/summer of 2016. Three years after my first novel.

Will I still have any fans left?

I’m going to use this time. I swear that “This Song is (Not) for You” is going to be the best it possibly can be. I promise you won’t have to wait as long for the next one after that…

On a personal note…

Dear Fans and Readers,

I have been diagnosed with the autoimmune disorder known as Multiple Sclerosis, or MS. To put it simply, my immune system has decided that my nervous system is the enemy, and it is waging periodic attacks on the protective tissue surrounding my nerve endings. These attacks result in temporary neurological difficulties and extreme fatigue that can affect daily life. There is no way to predict the duration, severity or frequency of the attacks or “flare ups.” Over time, and with repeated attacks, neurological difficulties such as paralysis or vision loss, can become permanent.

Every MS Patient experiences their own unique progression of symptoms and there is no way to predict what course my MS will take. However, the Doctor said that given that I am starting treatment with minimal damage and am otherwise healthy, and because of recent advances in medication, it will probably be 20 years or more before I experience any permanent disability.

I am posting about this publically because it is such an unpredictable illness, and because I want to be proud of who I am and not try to hide my struggles with Depression or MS. Everyone in the world is fighting some sort of battle. Never forget that, and remember to be kind.

One month ago, a Doctor looked me in the eye and said, “When a patient suddenly loses sight in one eye, obviously our first concern is some sort of brain growth.” When you hear something like that, suddenly all your priorities are clear. As I lay in the MRI machine, this was my prayer: “Let me live. Let me write. Let me continue to be a wife. Let me become a mother.” As far as I am concerned, MS is the answer to that prayer. I knew that something was wrong with my body, but all I wanted was for it to be something that I could manage. I can manage MS.