Thank You…

To the veterans of this great republic, thank you. Thank you for your service. Thank you for following the calling, whatever branch you chose. You’re all brothers and sisters in arms at the end of the day. Thank you for not running and hiding when the notice came summoning you to our defense. Thank you …

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Big Yellow Footprints, 244 Years of Tradition, and Poppies

This weekend we in this house will celebrate a triduum of history rich in tradition through MarshFox’ service in the great institution of the United States Marine Corps. There will be much eating, drinking, smoking of cigars, and Oorahing throughout the next few days. To my new civilian neighbors, sorry, not sorry. It was thirty-one …

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I’ve Totally Gone #NaNoRebel

NaNoWriMo, day 6. I sit at my desk nursing the mother of all headaches, doing research on breast milk production, and, so far this morning, I have logged exactly zero words. Zero! I see people all over the chat boards and in the social media groups asking one of the number one questions concerning NaNo …

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Yes, Virginia, There is a Way to Survive NaNoWriMo

I’ve been doing NaNo for several years now, and I can vouch for a few truths concerning the process. Number one: The first week you will be on fire. Take advantage of that feeling. Write like your ass really is on fire, because… Number two: Week two sort of gets sucky. You’ll be tired for …

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Saturday Shorts

Good Saturday morning, y’all! This is NaNo day 2 and while I’m over here pounding out the tale of Alex and Ana, I leave you a little tidbit from years gone by. When I first came into the industry, shapeshifters and paranormal romance were all the rage. While they still seem to be quite popular, …

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Halloween the Final Chapter

Fast forward. I'm 20 and pregnant. I can't go parkin' in Cry Baby Holler, and I'm far too old for trick or treating. What to do? Go to the harvest costume dance of course. I was pretty rotund for only being four months along, so the issue of an appropriate costume was a task. I …

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