…having a blog that you don’t write in or post to because somehow maybe it won’t seem witty enough for someone who writes novels. I mean, seriously, how does my...

It’s been a tough few weeks at Chez Yates. I’m normally a homebody, but being told to stay home is something else entirely. Not to mention I’m in the edits...

The past going on 2 weeks have been spent for the most part cooped up in the apartment. Mind you, I’m on disability so being cooped up in an apartment...

We’ve completed (tomorrow, that is) the first of 3 weeks of self-quarantine, out only to get essential groceries and supplies for the home. The Novel Coronavirus has the entire world...

I lost my dad two years ago today. It hurts as much today as it did then. While I honor him with my memory, I feel him beside me, urging...

I’ve always been different. Always. I’ve had stories running around in my head that I had to put on paper. I have characters that I know better than I know...

As I sit here a week post surgery, I realize there’s so much in my life that I’ve taken for granted. Who would have thought that picking a piece of...

This past Thursday, I underwent surgery for a trial of a spinal cord stimulator. That’s how much pain I’ve been in… I subjected myself to a surgery that threads leads...

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It’s brain dump time. It’s that time in the evening where my brain is going a million miles a minute, none of my characters are talking to me, I can’t...