Hello, darlings! I’ve just returned from the 2017 Nebula Conference. It was in Pittsburgh this year, which is an easy drive for me, and my dearest Clarion baby brother Patrick lives in the ‘burgh and our Clarion-sister Alyssa was nominated Read more
I hate shaving my armpits. They’re concave, for one thing. The skin is sensitive and the razor burn is real. So there I was, in the shower, with razor-burned pits, contemplating shaving them again. “Does anyone even care?” I thought. Read more
I use a push-powered mower because I really love the environment. It’s also what the first lawnmower I remember was and nostalgia is a sad, powerful force. Oh, and I’m cheap. I hate spending money on things I don’t enjoy and Read more
I can trace the dawn of my writing career to Cinderella. The Disney movie. I saw it and was blown. Away. I had a perhaps uncomfortably enthusiastic appreciation for Cinderella’s abusive life at the beginning of the film. “The only Read more
So, there I was, in, what? Fourth grade? We were learning about instincts. Birds that could fly halfway around the globe to find exactly the same nesting site. Salmon swimming upstream without their parents to guide them to the pool Read more
As a teen, I felt the agony of not fitting in. Advice from my peers didn’t help. “Dress how you want! But not in that!” I wrote many angsty teen poems about the tyrannical conformity of teal and pink penguins. Read more
Hey, New Yorkers! If you are in New York, I am, too! I’m attending the Asimov’s Magazine 40th Anniversary party at Housingworks Bookstore, 126 Crosby Street, 7pm on Thursday, April 13. I’ll be the one clinging to a dark back Read more