Updates

I have not posted updates in a while, having been inundated with holidays, sick children (all three children were in school for a grand total of eight days in March), and travel. But I am still working away! The sequel to Pledging Season is still under construction. I took a break from it during much of the chaos to work on an unrelated graphic novel script that is yummy and fun and involves fancy dresses, an homage to Song of the Lioness, nonviolent revolution, and shredding heteronormativity into little-bitty sticky bits. As one does. It has been a blast, and it was exactly what my brain could handle for much of the spring. Production timelines for illustrating graphic novels are very, very long, so don’t expect to see that any time soon, but I am still cranking away over here! I’m hoping to have Pledging Season’s sequel out in 2025, but that is more of a wish than a prediction.

Pre-Orders are live!

It’s been a long five years, but my first novel Pledging Season is now available for pre-order! It will be available on April 26, 2022. Print copies will eventually be up on Amazon (Amazon doesn’t permit print pre-orders) and are currently available on Barnes and Noble (which does). The ebook can additionally be found on Kobo and will be available through libraries on OverDrive after release. If you like iBooks, it can be found through the app as well.

Pre-order at the links below!

New Title

As I wend my way through edits, my first book has acquired a new title, Pledging Season, and will be getting a professional cover in January. I am super excited!

Being Nice and Being Real

“Ms. M you hella fake!” Madai, one of my students, keeps informing me. I frown in confusion and ask what she means. “You know,” she tells me, “you gotta be real with us.” 

I don’t know. I have no idea what she’s talking about. I forget about it, actually, until I hear the same word from one of my colleagues. “We’re being fake,” he says. “We need to be real.” Be real? I still have no idea what that means.

It’s not until I’m driving Sammy, another student, up to Berkeley to meet Geoffrey Canada that someone explains it to me in a way I understand. We’re talking about the different ways we talk to people as we pass a beat up old car. It’s rusting out and has broken headlights, and were it not for duct tape, it would dissolve into pieces on the road.

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