Writing, Sex, Parenting, and Poop

It’s probably no coincidence and I almost hate to admit it, but I got some serious writing done this weekend! It helped that I had NO plans and pretty nearly divorced the household to hole away with my manuscript and my young adult author imagination. And, yes, I’ve “run” (Let’s just call it treadmill time)Continue reading “Writing, Sex, Parenting, and Poop”