The real-time diary of writing a book and trying to get it published. It's a wild ride, y'all.
A crown breaking on a Montana highway. A query letter rewritten three times until it stopped sounding safe. This is the real, weekly, occasionally-unhinged account of writing a book while running a business — the wins, the rejections filed under "weather," and everything in between.
New post every Friday, straight to your inbox. Come for the chaos, stay for the chapters.
Bert Brows, Gotta Go, Baby
Is it Bert or Ernie with the super bushy eyebrows? Asking for me. Also this week: date night, a kid at Scarywood, and a proposal sent to my dream agent with some truly sh*t odds.
Dear 2012 Brows, You Suck
Self-publishing exists, and nothing's stopping me from putting this b*tch of a manuscript online tonight. But it's about as awesome as my 2012 eyebrows.
Giant Baby Here
Today's oral surgery left me with a drilled hole in my gums, and Claude turned my daughter's last words about her Grammy into something she never said. Some weeks are just holes and bad AI. Here's that one.