Same Rabbit Hole, New Website

Two and a half years ago, I started to dig my own rabbit hole. What does that mean? Well, I finally decided at 42 what I wanted to be when I grew up.  I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to write about love. I wanted to write about things that make your heart clench and your other parts smile with a wicked grin.

When I started digging, I wrote that sometimes the path you think you are on can take a few twists and turns along the way, but ultimately you will end up where you need to be. And boy oh boy did my path take a turn at Albuquerque.

You see, I began my writing adventure with a love story. It was a story of a man and a woman. I haven’t finished that story yet. But I will. I need to see where those two will end up. Plus I promised my sister-in-law not to leave her hanging, as she was my very first beta-reader.

As I continued my adventure, I discovered a little something about myself , which I think is the true magic of digging your own rabbit hole. You can’t plan where you are going while your head is down, plowing through the soft earth. It’s impossible to dig a straight line in the dark. And my tunnel began to twist and turn until I found a place that made my heart smile a huge toothy grin. I found stories about men loving men, and it such a beautiful place.

Through those stories more importantly, I found a community of amazing people – writers, readers, bloggers, fans. I found my tribe. And ultimately, I found the words that I want to write.

So here I am, popping out of my hole to look around before I dive back in to start the next branch of the tunnel. This Christmas, I will be a published author. My Christmas novella was accepted by MLR Press and I am over the bloody moon! There were tears. And numb fingers. Texting my loved ones with the exciting news proved to be a bit tricky. I still can’t quite believe where I’ve ended up, but I can’t wait to see what is next.

So welcome to the new rabbit hole – my author website. There will be more frequent posts (I promise), as well as information on when you can read my words. Things are still under construction, and my IT advisor (aka The Hubby) is only in town half the week. When he’s not here I’ll try tinkering with it, hopefully without breaking the internet. I apologize in advance for any worldwide blackouts.

Oh, and I haven’t really grown up yet…I find adulting a little over-rated most days.

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