Red Room Where the Writers Are

This afternoon, I worked a volunteer shift for Litquake at the SF public library.

One of the best things that has come from my writing is the opportunity to meet and make friends with amazing and talented people.

It's very hard to introduce a new character into a series.

            Three years ago, my aunt Chia called my mom. "How would you like to live in a four bedroom house in Lafayette?" she asked.

The intangible gains are greater than the tangibles. But I still want to win. We're rounding the bend with about 30 hours left in the Red Room contest and it is VERY close.

Vicki Forman's son died early this morning.

Poof!

I vanish, just like that.