Benjamin Little and Bogart’s Opera (short story and opportunity)

A new order came across my phone's notifications, excited I clicked through to the Fiverr app. Ready to kill a new victim, fictionally of course. To my surprise, the victim was going to be longtime friend (since high school), Benjamin Little. If you're new to reading one of these short stories, here's a quick rundown.... Continue Reading →

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Mercedes has a new home, and she’s wrapped in Cellophane

I told you I had a big update on Mercedes coming, and it's huge. Big. Bigger. Enormous. Gigantuous. Okay, that's enough of that. It's just some really cool news. But I'm also wrapping this big update in Cellophane, which will make sense later down the read. She has a new home. What do I mean... Continue Reading →

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This blog is 11 years old

Last month, February 7th to be precise, my blog reached a tremendous milestone. Eleven years. I started the Tales from Babylon blog on February 7, 2007. That kind of boggles the mind. Looking back, some of the earliest memories I have of working on this blog were of sitting in a McDonald's getting in some... Continue Reading →

I've been pretty quiet lately, but I've got a lot of good news to share about the Mercedes novella I've been working on. The first in a series of female detective novellas, which I can't wait to get to you. Follow my blog and stay up to date, and I will give you a thorough rundown in the coming days, if I can. 

I'm  super proud to unveil an early version of the prologue of my novella Sweet Sixteen Killer. The first in my Masterson series. Here is the link to the prologue at Emerald Dragon Tales' website. I hope you enjoy it, and be sure to drop a comment over there for me.

Word lesson of the day: Dottle

I've been editing today in my novella, Sweet Sixteen, and my main character uses an old cliché in Chapter 4. Here's the passage: She sat down and folded her legs. "I'm turning in my resignation. Effective immediately." "Immediately?" He sounded shocked. "Why immediately? Did something happen?" "No," Mercedes started, "I'm just done. Ready to move... Continue Reading →

Writing: The Struggle is Real

Writing, when it comes, is a glorious waterfall of emotions and glory. The feeling is one I can hardly describe. But there are moments, times, days, weeks, months when you become beaten. Slapped. Kicked. Beaten with a bat, run over by car. Shot. Stabbed. Trampled by a stampede. It’s a moment when you sit down... Continue Reading →

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