You’ve been asking about what my next novel is about. Here’s a little sneak peek;
How do your write about magic when the protagonist doesn’t know anything about it herself?
Well, you just write. You dream it up, because nothing has to make sense. Sense is over-rated and we often forget that.
Sometimes the best existence is just feeling; living in the moment as a big, fat, YES!
Sometimes witches don’t wear black velvet dresses or have long, black hair. No. Sometimes they wear jeans from the church rummage sale and men’s white undershirts.