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It’s August 8th, which means it’s been ONE WHOLE YEAR since Text Appeal was released—and exactly two months until Haunt Your Heart Out hits shelves in the USA, digitally and physically! Someday I’ll end up organized and send this newsletter on a schedule—but, friends, today is not that day.

Instead, I’m going to ramble a bit—as a little treat.

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I spent Sunday hanging out at an arcade at the mall. It almost felt like my weekends in the early aughts—except, now apparently you swipe a card to play games? A digital card is infinitely easier to manage than rolls of quarters pulling down my wide-legged, low-rise strappy Tripp pants—but there's something undeniably satisfying about the clink, clink, clink of feeding individual coins into the machine...

Somewhere between finding that I’m still a champion Skee-Ball player and realizing I was the...

👻❄️COVER REVEAL❄️👻

I am beyond excited to reveal the cover for HAUNT YOUR HEART OUT, my spooky/snowy small-town romance where a ghost-faking former vlogger and a ghost-hunting filmmaker collide.

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I wrote the first draft of this book in late 2020, between chaotic homeschooling moments and virtual therapy appointments that I never really got the hang of. I missed being with people. I w...

Hello, hello! It’s December (December?!) and we’re already halfway through. I am aghast, agape, etc, etc, at how quickly 2023 passed—but I’m looking forward to 2024!

Not-so-secret confession: I’m so bad at newsletters. In my head, it’s a mix of “do people actually want to hear my rambling,” and “what can I ramble about this time.” I wish I had some kind of brilliant year-end message to share, but my brain is so, so tired.

So instead, here’s my list of the top 5 holiday treats.

When I worked ...

TEXT APPEAL has been out in the world for a whole month(!!) and it’s wild to think that a year ago, this book that has consumed so much of my headspace for so long didn’t even have a cover (and the title was different!). And now, it’s a whole real book that people have on their shelves, eReaders, phones…everywhere. It’s pretty flipping awesome. But also, it feels a little bit the same as before—aside from the fact that I see my book on store shelves and in bookstagram reading round-ups! (Authors...

Hanging out at my parents’ house as an adult is wild. Like, first, when did the half and half get swapped out for oatmilk creamer? Not complaining, just… wondering. And, seriously, did I actually grow up in this teeny tiny bedroom (sullenly hunkered—the emo years were strong) without high-speed internet or a cell phone? Then, I wonder: When did the neighbors get chickens; why are the coffee mugs in a different cabinet; how the hell am I supposed to plug my laptop in when there are no outlets any...

My brain is a menace. I wish and hope and dream for those moments of focus, but they’re few-er and far-er between than I’d like. Instead, my brain often gives me TV static with occasional small focus successes. (Oh hello, ADHD that wasn’t diagnosed until adulthood.)

I went through school like this, see-sawing between modes: floating through the day not knowing why my math work was only partly complete…or zipping through my classwork so quickly that I was accused of cheating¹.

In school, in life, i...

Publishing is one of those things that’s first slow, then speeds up, then is a tortoise again, then suddenly everything happens at once—before a loooooong wait for the next sprint. (This week has been a sprint. See below.) Instead of meaningful words about writing, publishing, and whatever, I’m here today with some gifs that I liked this week paired with a photo of my cat that best matches the vibe.

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My youngest kiddo had some kind of gross sickness thing for days. High fever, uncomfo...

When I was a kid, I had a Cupid print turtleneck that I wore every Valentine’s Day. I got it as a hand-me-down and it was way too big at first. Even though the sleeves covered my hands and it fit like a dress, I wore it every February 14th—for years. By the time my parents finally convinced me to let it go, it was practically a crop top with 3/4 length sleeves. I’ve always been fashion-forward, honestly. (I lie: Fashion and I have never met.)

Okay, so, first things first: THANK YOU for letting me sliiiiide into your inbox with my super exciting cover news! I am absolutely stoked to be here. You clicked that “subscribe” button and for that I am grateful. Okay—let’s get to the good stuff (with minor side quests along the way).

You’re getting a sneak peek because you’re subscribed to my newsletter, but we’re doing the big cover reveal tomorrow around 11AM EST. I’d be forever grateful if you’d hop on and hype the posts you see from me, Al...