Rest in peace, my sweet, sweet Lucy Rae. Blanket hog, bed hog, lap hog, heart hog. She was my inspiration for Roger, the little dachshund who starred in my first book, Crossing the Pressure Line . She was my comfort while writing three manuscripts, raising three kids, and becoming an empty nester in August. She was at my side (or, more accurately, in my lap) at nearly all times, asking for nothing but snuggles and maybe a treat. (Who am I kidding? She always wanted a treat.)

So much of the writing and editing process is a solitary (and stressful) endeavor, and as I tap away on my laptop hour after hour, I...

If you grew up in the greater Chicago area, you know WGN. It's the beloved independent TV station which, among other things, broadcast...

Readers always assume I love to fish because my first novel, Crossing the Pressure Line , is about a 12-year-old girl who desperately...

I woke up at 4:30am yesterday with a stomach full of very aggressive butterflies. I took a walk (yes, outside, in the pitch dark) so I...

Today is launch day for Marvelous Jackson ! I started writing this story during the darkest days of the pandemic and spent more hours...