Tag Archive for 'The Myth of Jake'

My blog title is kind of a spoiler, no? It’s just that I have worked so very long and hard to get the audio version of my novel, The Myth of Jake, out to you, that I couldn’t wait a single second longer to share the news. (By the way, this post is filled with […]

It’s Fiction Friday, so you get another post from “guest blogger” and main character from my novel The Myth of Jake, Maggie Carlton. Today, she shares details from her first Thanksgiving since separating from her husband, Tom.   I approached my first uncoupled Thanksgiving since Tom and I separated with much trepidation. The holiday landed on one […]

I’ve had a sick kid all week, so no new original posts from me. Luckily my friend Maggie stepped in to write this gem. If you missed Maggie’s post from last week or the week prior be sure to check them out. And to learn everything you need to know about Maggie Carlton, you will want […]

Dear Readers, In 2013 I published my debut novel, The Myth of Jake. Since that time many of you have asked for a sequel. Some of you had questions that needed an answer. Others of you just wanted to stay with the characters for a bit longer. Since the publication of The Myth of Jake I’ve been working […]

From what I’ve heard through various channels … communication is so complex today, isn’t it? … you guys would enjoy a Q&A on the book. So here’s how it’ll work.  Email me your question(s) to: krexploringwellness at gmail dot com If you haven’t read the book, there are bound to be a lot of spoilers, […]

I am sick, exhausted, and have laid eyes on my husband for probably four minutes thus far this week, so today’s post is going to be short.  But, I’ve been awful about my Friday posts this (crazy, crazy) month, so I don’t want to miss.   Speaking of missing things, I hope you didn’t miss […]

Ten years ago, I started work on a novel. I worked on it off and on for about three years, and then had my first child. All work stopped. Somehow, after the birth of my son, I lost every bit of will to write that I possessed.  It was strange, actually, as if I were […]