Mommy and Daddy told me and my litle sister that we need to stay home from school because of a virise. Mommy said we have to corentine. We arent a loud to go to Jimmy and Becka’s house to play. They live next door and they are my best frends. We can’t play with them cuz we mite cach the virise and then we mite give it to other pepel and that wud be bad. So thats why we need to stay home. Jimmy is my age wich is 6 and Becka is 4 the same as my sister’s age. My littl sister’s name is Molly.
Mommy is a teacher and she has to stay home to. She said she misses her students. She tould us to play in our rooms because we where to loud. So we played legos in my room until Molly got mad and throwed legos at the wall. Mommy sayed we where driving her crazy. I said we can’t drive and she cloused her eys and walked away.
Daddy has to work at home becaus of the virise. He is a soft wire enginer. I saw him work but ther wer only 2 wires on his conputer and they didn’t look very soft. He dosn’t like when we wach him work because he says we are distrackeding. I don’t know what that means but his work is boring. He always tells us to close his door. One time Molly sneeked in and sat under his desk for like 100 howrs and he didn’t even see her. It was very funny!
My teacher Mrs Wilson sent Mommy and Daddy a emile today. It has activtes that we can do because we can’t go to school. Mommy said we got stuff to keep us bizzy. One of the activites is wirting a jornel so this is my jornel.
I stumbled across a shadowy corner of the attic blanketed with cobwebs and grime. Something compelled me to grab a broom and sweep away the filth. Inhaling the dank odor stirred a coughing fit. My eyes watered in the swirling dust. What did I find underneath all that muck?
Continue reading “Abandoned”
Your car. A coat of film on the windshield, a blanket of dust on the hood.
Was I there?
Continue reading “The Cat”
Hello! Long time no blog.
I’ve received feedback from nearly all of The Mousetrap Killer beta-readers. All of the responses so far have been extremely helpful, but best of all, no one has suggested any major structural rewrites. I need some paint and spackle rather than a sledgehammer and new plywood.
Continue reading “OMG it’s [REDACTED]!!!!”
Twinkles loved December 24th. The day that led into the big night. His time to shine. He woke three hours early to get a head start.
Continue reading “The Elf”
Everyone is gone, fallen to the depths. But I’m hanging on.
Continue reading “Hanging On”
The Mousetrap Killer has been with its beta readers for two-point-five weeks. That is the longest I’ve gone without working on it since I typed the first words nearly one year ago. It’ll be good to get away from the book for a while—I’ll be able to take the feedback from the betas with a fresh mind after a bit of time off. Continue reading “Keeping Busy”
The Mousetrap Killer is officially in the hands (or on the screens) of beta readers. My baby is out in the world. This marks the first time the book will be in front of eyes that are not set inside my skull. I am equal parts nervous and anxious to receive feedback. It will help make the book the best it can be, and I’m prepared to handle criticism—I just hope they like the overall story.
Continue reading “Other Eyes”
Gravel shuffles under my feet. My stride quickens, but am I moving in the wrong direction? A car passes. I don’t know the driver.
Continue reading “A Walk”