I've published stories in Highlights and other children's magazines. I've written songs that play on Sirius XM Radio. I'm currently looking to publish my first novel, a cozy mystery with embedded links to recordings of five original songs.
Communication is Key
I’ve seen the videos of dogs who communicate with their people by pushing buttons representing letters or words, and I can relate. I once had a canine companion who was a champion communicator. He never learned to push buttons. At the time, I didn’t know that was a thing. He was a pup who lived by the mantra that actions speak louder than words. I didn’t have a name for his communication style at the time, but I recently read a study in National Geographic that describes it to a T. It’s called referential signaling, a type of gesturing meant to convey a message without using words. Mac was a master at it. I wish I had known about the buttons, though. There were some things that he needed to tell me that would have been easier with words.
The Days Before
Chapter One Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I was spinning through that very vacuum; orbiting an unnamed planet on a man-made moon, under a mile thick, impenetrable dome that made it even less likely any life form in the vast universe might hear my howls of grief.
Heels on a Train
Consciousness came slowly. The first thing she was aware of was a cold draft on her feet. She wiggled her toes and realized they were still encased in the Salvatore Ferragamo sandals she had worn to the club…when? Could it have been last night? She concentrated hard and brought up a clear memory of an Uber ride with Claire and Allison and their arrival at the Boho Beach Club, a trio of ridiculously rich girls out for a night on the town. She conjured a sketchy image of the three of them dancing, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember leaving the club, couldn’t recall anything after the dancing.