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music that unlocks me (continually updating)
TikTok has led me to discover so many random facts, techniques, and products, and of course this artist popped up and started a new obsession. His videos are mostly of him on Omegle, in front of a piano, chatting with strangers, then asking them, “Hey, can I play you a part of my new song?”…
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WRITING PLAYLIST #2
(I haven’t posted in awhile, but let’s just ignore that and get on with it, shall we?) Library Sounds I miss sitting in a library or a café with other people, our silence unifying us. So, I’ve been listening to tracks that mimic this experience. From coffeeshop chatter to café jazz to library sounds, there’s…
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“Admission” in CRAFT Literary
All writers have a “goal” publication in mind. For me, one of those publications was CRAFT Literary, and now my short story, “Admission,” is live on their website.
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Writing Playlist
It’s such a sunny day outside, but I’m hoping everyone still remembers to practice social distancing! I’m sitting in my parents’ living room, alternating between reading Remember Me Like This by Bret Anthony Johnston (wonderful so far!), downing a glass of Dalgona whipped coffee, and jotting down notes to a potential second young adult novel.…
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Copyediting: Some Thoughts
I’ve emailed countless copyedited manuscripts to authors and agents over the years, and now I’m fortunate to have my own neatly copyedited manuscript land in my inbox!
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Acquisitions and Editor Wish List I’m honored to work with talented authors who write upmarket and literary-plus fiction that truly run the gamut. I joke that I started out “in a dark place” by acquiring thriller, suspense, mystery, and horror (Sarah Langan’s Good Neighbors is what launched my list), but what I really love is…
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“Sài Gòn ơi! Sài Gòn ơi!”
traveled to Vietnam three times now, almost a decade passing in between each visit. In 2001, I was nine and experienced many “firsts”: I’d met my grandmother whom I’d never met before, saw my father cry, and discovered cây mắc cỡ, a plant whose leaves close at the slightest touch. The second time, I was…