Jianbing, moscato, and a crab named Phineas

Last month, two amazing women nominated me for two different blogging awards. I’m sorry to say I’m just getting around to my part of the deal now. Kellie from Princess & The Yard Ape kindly chose me for the Liebster Award, which celebrates blogs...

IWSG: Getting it right the fourth time

Today is the five-year anniversary of my little writing group. This is quite the milestone, because before the Sparkling Werewolves (our group is nothing if not sarcastic) I was quite adamant that writing groups didn’t work. After everything I had been through,...
Whatever happened to the Springfield Three?

Whatever happened to the Springfield Three?

They had their whole lives ahead of them. Suzie Streeter was 19 on June 7th, 1992. She had just celebrated her high school graduation with close friend Stacy McCall (then 18) in their hometown of Springfield, Missouri. After attending another friend’s grad...
Confessions of a horror writer

Confessions of a horror writer

This industry isn’t for the faint of heart. At least, not if you want to get published. You have to withstand many things in order to succeed: lackadaisical muses, evil reviewers, notoriously difficult gatekeepers, faulty hard drives, killer competition,...

Killing for Company: the Vera Renczi Story

It always surprises me when Aileen Wuornos is referred to as the “first female serial killer.” There were plenty of female serial killers long before Wuornos came along. One of the main differences between serial female murderers and their male...