55% of Young Adult books are bought by people 30-44. Hey! I’m one of those people! And I am freaking awesome! WHERE ARE MY PEOPLE AT? (Is it you I’m looking for?) I write Superhero YA about girls, people of color and boys. I make horror films about how scary life is. And I write terrifying supernatural …
I did not want to celebrate this year but you reminded me that you are America too,
Empowering our next generation of women.
Got $5’s and love roadtrips? Go for the tarot readings, stay for the oysters.
Isn’t it time? I made the mistake of having two girls and now when my children play pretend in the car to keep themselves entertained I can no longer be Princess Leia.
Yay sex! …and no one had to leave the shower to turn on another round of Bubble Guppies, no one had to shove all the laundry baskets against the bedroom door and when the barricade didn’t hold jump up excited to be of service as if sex didn’t exist, or answer their well meaning FIL’s questions as he “just stopped by” to fix something that did in fact really need fixing, or fend off cute little furry puppy faces that wanted a kiss too and had somehow managed to work together to push open the bedroom door again, because their crafty like that, even without thumbs.
Every year I struggle between holiday giving and charity giving, now you can do both with one tithe.
As Tansy pulled up to Yamato’s street he craned his head to see who the lights and sirens were for. An ambulance was waiting along the curb and police men were scouring the area. He watched two of them hike up the stairs and into his house, carrying plastic bags and kits. To his horror officers shoved his father out, hands handcuffed behind his back, blood flecked across his shirt.