• Zen

    I loved racing from an early age. Racing cars, running races, racing matchbook cars, racing anything. I loved to go fast, no matter where I was going or who was waiting. Part of the problem was my slow pace of life at home. My parents were very much into ‘the zen life’ and I still…

  • Lies

    “I can’t take any more of your lies. Of the manipulation. I can’t keep doing everything for you and then getting ghosted once I am done.” I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, practicing the speech I had been writing. If I didn’t get everything just right, I knew Shelly would turn everything against…

  • The Battle

    “But you have battling for so long… I can’t believe this is happening again.” I had a hard time looking at Amanda because I didn’t want to see her cry. I had had enough heartbreak in my life to where I didn’t know if I could handle any more tragedy. If she cried, I would…

  • Celebrity Status

    I never understood my sister’s obsession with movie stars. Her walls were always covered with magazine cutouts, posters, homemade tickets, everything. I always thought she was a tad crazy with the whole thing, but it kept her focused on something other than me. I usually let the celebrity obsession wash over me, but the day…

  • Mini Ocean Zine!

  • The Coffee Shop

    The moment I walked into the coffee shop, I knew it was where I would write my bestselling novel. Within twenty minutes, I had heard so much juicy gossip, I knew who, where and when my characters would live, work and who they were married to. I put on headphones so those who were around…

  • A few more mini zines!

  • Fourth of July

    The Fourth of July was always my cousin’s favorite holiday. I never understood why, but I think it had to do with the fact she was obsessed with fire. And it was the only time of year she was allowed to play with anything relating to fire. Amelia was not allowed to light smelly candles,…

  • The Cradle

    I knew the cradle would be a problem the moment I walked in. I knew Max meant well, but this cradle was out of control. The cradle was just about the ugliest thing I had ever seen and looked like it was going to fall apart any second. I took a deep breath and wondered…

  • The Car

    I knew the car would be a problem before I even saw it. Greg’s idea of a working car was completely different from my idea of a working car. All Greg needed was something that would start. I needed something that actually ran well. A car I knew I could rely on. A car I…