September was wonderful. A great day at the Smuttastic Book Fair in St. George We received much-needed rain here in our desert state, which always feels like a gift. I also attended a book fair down in St. George that was a great success. I was thrilled to sell quite a few complete sets of my series and even got to offer Book 4 of the Somewhere Aching series as a pre-release. Overall, September brought a lot of exciting wins. Of course, life always likes to keep things intere

What the actual #%*¥.L Seriously, UPS? Seriously? Why is everything so hard right now? This past week has felt like a cosmic joke with terrible timing. My shipment of books for an upcoming book fair arrived soaked—UPS left the boxes sitting in a puddle on my porch. Half the inventory? Ruined.

I spent the Fourth of July weekend at my mountain property, soaking in the quiet. We visited the Little Grand Canyon—Utah’s spectacular hidden gem—and I wasted hours lolling around, staring at the sky. It was supposed to be a decompression weekend. Did I decompress? Not really. Because I knew what waited for me when I got home: The final edit of Book Four.