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October brought work deadlines, lupus recovery, big surprises in the Somewhere Aching series, and a new Shopify adventure. Here's what I've been working on.

August was… a lot. The kind of month that makes you laugh, cry, and question your life choices all in the same afternoon.

There’s a moment in Last of the Mohicans that has lived inside me for decades. The younger daughter stands on the edge of a cliff, the music rising like a heartbeat. She looks at the man who intends to take her. His hand outstretched. Then back at the chasm behind her. She hesitates. She chooses. She jumps. That scene carved itself into me. That breath‑held, soul‑splitting moment is my benchmark for a great story.