She/Her| My Warning Label is too long |Award-winning, sometimes Amazon Best-Selling, Author of UF & Paranormal New Adult fiction| Demi writing slow burn| NO DMS
New adult urban fantasy with a bit of romance and just enough spice you can recommend it to your sister-in-law so she won’t ask for your “other” recs.
(This is meant as a joke, unless it actually makes you buy the books then yes, I’m 100% marketing them as a gateway romance.)
Day 3 of posting selfies because no one cares if Mikey likes it.
No, I still have not lint rolled my shirt. It’s the weekend. You’re lucky I’m even awake this early. And no I did not do my hair, because I get to exist even if my hair is a mess.
Day 4 of me posting a selfie because I’m allowed to exist.
I’m allowed to share my face (or not) because I want to. Sharing it does not mean it’s an invitation to you for anything. I’m existing here, just as I exist in person. And my existence does not require your approval.
@Kate_Kelly_Esq
That sounds to me like “We got in trouble for paying white males higher because they’re more likely to ask, and rather than fix our practices and focus on rewarding performance and skill, we don’t let people advocate for themselves.“
Day 5 and final Selfies, because when I was an awkward kid I wasn’t pretty enough, when I grew up I wasn’t allowed to think I was pretty, if I voice an insecurity I’m humble bragging, if I post my face I had it coming, if I say no I’m mean, and if I say thanks I’m a narcissist.🤷🏼♀️
This will be a long one. 🧵
I have chosen to block Dave’s account. I am not sharing this to imply what anyone else should do.
In the last 24 hours people have come to me privately to share experiences and they are enough for me make this choice and warrant this share.
I’m not good at sharing the truly personal stuff. But I know some of you care and I don’t want to worry you.
My mom passed away earlier this evening.
Our relationship was rough, but I loved her & this is hard. Because you never think of what you want to say until you can’t.
I had an amazing thing happen. Recently a reader (not another author or book reviewer) commented on a social media post that they loved my books and need the next one.
Today I found two great reviews from the same person saying they couldn’t put them down! One was a 3.5⭐️
🧵
Men on here have told me I should ignore trolls bc I need to be “professional.”
I want to remind you, saying “ignore it” and “be quiet” is just perpetuating feminine gender roles. It is not unprofessional to tell someone to stop demonstrating all the worst parts of patriarchy.
I’m going to say something really crude, but when I see men say things like “Romance novels set unrealistic expectations” all I read is “I’m selfish & bad at oral sex, so I don’t like that women write it into stories and make other women think it’s a real thing.”
🤷🏼♀️
Hello to the 5k followers who followed and never interacted again and the 4K followers that are bots.
Special good morning to the 16 people that actually mean to be here 😘.
Welcome to the award-winning Time to Wake Series. Where friends are made in the strangest places, and some of them are already dead.
⭐️Supernatural Suspense
⭐️Slow Burn Romance
⭐️Found Family
⭐️Soulmates
⭐️Best part? Benny the Ghost (Trust us)
Just a friendly marketing reminder: If someone buys your book, it’s support (even if it sits unread in TBR pile). If they post about buying your book, or wanting to, it’s support (creates FOMO for others), if they retweet or share your book, it’s support (word of mouth).
And my Lyft ride saga continues. I’m going to start recording my drivers.
I was asked my ethnicity, heard all about the attractiveness of my features, then told the person’s type was “natural beauty” like mine.
PLEASE don’t do these things to a woman trapped in your car.
The number of men who took offense to me saying don't call me kiddo, called me emotional for tweeting it, or offered me sex, just proves how bad some of you are at hearing the words "No" "Don't" "Stop"
Thank you for the public demonstration as to why "just say no" doesn't work.
Going to say it again: Stop using the Twitter writing community like it's a Tinder hookup. You're dragging us all through your mistakes and it's getting old.
Creepy dude following me for a block asking to take me out: “I make 10k a week with my custom bathroom construction company.”
Me: “Awesome, you can build a nice place to go f*ck yourself in.”
My female coworkers both think I’m amazing and are never going anywhere with me again.
I have let my daughter choose her clothes since she was 4. Someone questioned whether that was good for structure.
I teach my daughter she has bodily autonomy. That no one has the right to her body without permission. Forcing her to wear the orange socks would undermine that.
So… I just blocked three people on a joke thread about one of my characters because, instead of recognizing a joke they replied to a complete stranger they don’t even follow with serious comments analyzing my psychology. And I’m too tired for that.
Stop. Being. Weirdos.
To my male friends, I know I set really assertive boundaries that feel aggressive and intimidating.
It’s supposed to.
It helps flush out individuals who immediately resort to cussing me out while claiming I didn’t give them a chance.
(Thank you for proving why I shouldn’t.)
Looks like physical copies shipped early from Amazon.
Yes, this is my husband.
Yes, he stalks my books so he can buy the “first one” then opens the box when it arrives, and runs up to me with that face.
Get yourself a supportive human like this. 5/5 recommend.
I will follow fellow writers, artists, musicians etc. But if the first thing you do after I follow is DM me, I will unfollow.
Thank you for reading my PSA ❤️.
Just had a middle-aged man who thought I was in my 20’s ask to see the pictures of me from 10 years ago.
Then block me when I pointed out he was effectively asking for teenage pics, and too old to be perving on a 20-something year old.
PS: I’m 39. I will Mom-shame your ass.
With everything happening the last few weeks, and a few conversations the last two days, I have been trying to put my thoughts into words.
So here’s my best attempt…🧵
I don’t care whether you find me attractive or not. If I post a selfie and you compliment me, it’s fine.
Twitter timeline is like that primary school teacher that forces you to sit at a different table to “make new friends.”
I just want to see my old friends. Stop trying to make me like new people.
The legally bound one and child convinced me to go out in public in our grinch onesies.
Since every soul in the grocery had to see it, so do you.
Merry Grinchmas.
This account is STILL not a Tinder profile.
I’m here to peddle books, not laugh at your bad pickup lines.
They may end up IN my books though. So, you’ve been warned.
If YOU compliment someone and are nice to them, and they accept the kindness graciously, that does not mean you can then escalate or ignore boundaries.
Someone being nice to you is not an inherent invitation for you to expect something from them or have an elevated relationship.
I am overwhelmed with joy (and amazement, excitement, maybe more than a little shock) and proud to announce Time to Wake received the 2021 Silver Medal from Readers' Favorite for New Adult Fiction.
Congrats to all winners and finalists!
I’ve realized something with this cute “romance is unrealistic” tweet trend.
Romance books became my decompression reads because my own romance is the only relationship I’ve ever had that doesn’t have conflict or trauma. It’s my happy place and books that replicate it calm me.
I have a huge favor to ask: My Father-in-Law has been in and out of the hospital with serious issues. He released a song he wrote for my Mother-in-Law several years ago. If you have Spotify or Apple Music, could you play it? It's "She's the Joy That's in My Soul" by Fred Buerger
Insulting young girls over how they dress is a trash take, stemming from your jealousy and internalized body and self shame.
Let them express themselves.
And old ladies, too. Don’t even come at me over my style.
All, I’m sorry. It’s going to be a really long time before I recover enough to make new friends I feel safe DMing with.
This is truly a case of it’s me, not you, but I’m still upset over things and immediately break into a sweat when someone new tries to bond privately.
My husband asking “Is it okay if I touch you, or would you prefer I didn’t?” when he reached out to comfort me after an emotionally triggering event last week, is everything.
If a man who has held me for 17 yrs can treat my body like it isn’t his, you can do it for strangers.
Welcome to the award-winning Time to Wake Series. Where friends are made in the strangest places, and some of them are already dead.
⭐️Supernatural Suspense
⭐️Slow Burn Romance
⭐️Found Family
⭐️Soulmates
⭐️Best part? Benny the Ghost
#fortheloveofauthors
I don't usually join in on this, but being anti-piracy of books is not about being anti-poor people. For authors that are exclusive with Am*zon, their book getting pirated and put on another site means Am*zon can (and has, and will) take their books down due to "violation" 🧵
Good Morning to everyone who isn’t sliding into people’s DMs to be weird.
I’ve decided the people on this app that don’t get why women are upset at
#Dave
just have zero boundaries so don’t understand.
Or they’re trolls trying to make themselves relevant. LOTS of that.
I didn’t post pictures to validate myself. I know I’m incredible. I posted selfies because some dude went on a rant that included berating older women for posting them. He, much like you, made the mistake to assume my whole purpose to exist on the internet is for your pleasure.
It’s been a long day. Made Dad some homemade sweet potato soup and mini crust free pumpkin pies since he’s still on soft foods.
Send tea. Need caffeine.
(Dad’s hanging in there and says thank you all for everything!)
The feminine urge to share pictures of me actually attempting to be sexually attractive, rather than existing in my oversized clothes that intentionally hide my figure that you claim to be provocative, just to see your heads implode: high.
If you DO make it to their inner circle and become their friend, that also does not mean boundaries suddenly don’t apply to you. If anything, because they trust you, it means you should value that trust and protect those boundaries even more.
I have no idea who is still buying copies of my books… but whoever you are, you just pushed Not Right Now back up to the
#85
spot in Amazon bestselling new releases for Paranomal Ghost Romances and I heart you a million.
Don’t fill other authors’ tweets with your book links (wr*tinglifts aside). Especially if you aren’t mutuals, and/or you’re insulting their books.
This is not how you make mutuals.
Ah good, day 4 has brought generic dude number 57 in my replies chiding me for being “harsh” because I said no to someone asking me to follow them back, and explaining I don’t want strange men in my DMs.
Guess what? I also get to say no. And I don’t have to be nice about it.
Okay, to the men (sorry that’s all I’m seeing say these things right now) who are posting stuff like “But Dave grew your accounts”.
No.
1) He boosted people UNSOLICITED by them, of his own choice. That entitles him to NOTHING.
2) Imma “well actually” you all and say, no. 1/3
UNSOLICITED writing advice in a DM to an author is the literary equivalent of a penis pic; no one is as interested in it as you are.
Now, who wants me to review their book, so I can flash my opinion publicly like a proper person?
My grandpa gave me a box with the only copy of his MS inside. He was too embarrassed to let anyone read it, so I didn’t. When he passed, it was too painful. I couldn’t see his handwriting and not cry.
I finally opened the box today.
I love the title of my novel even more now.
PS Take advice from an old lady who was part of online communities before some of you were potty trained:
Don’t. Type. Things. You. Don’t. Want. To. Come. Back. To. Bite. You.
DMs aren’t private, they’re temporarily localized, and sometimes easily shared out of context.