New excerpt of my 2. KLEIO-book
Domestic politics. Foreign affairs. Op-eds. Then the page labeled Tech & Society. Her article. “Collective Curators: What KLEIO Spares Us.” […]
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About my newest project
The Permission – Psychological Profile of a Murderer | Curiosity-Provoking Book Summary The Permission – Psychological Profile of a Murderer
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Excerpt from Book 2 of my Trilogy
The alarm clock was silent. Had been for days. Emily lay on her back and stared into the darkness until
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A normal Day in the Life of an Writer
How I Craft My Stories As the early morning fog lifts over Manhattan, I’m already at my desk, ready to
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Excerpt from Book 2 of my Trilogy
The alarm clock was silent. It had been for days. Emily lay on her back, staring into the darkness until
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The final excerpt before publication
Later—maybe hours later—Emily was back on the roof of the newsroom building, her arms resting on the railing. The concrete
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A new excerpt
She opened the “System History” tab. [TRACE LOG | THERAPY/CACHE]Access: 02:41Duration: 00:11:03Source: UNKNOWNPath: /therapy/cache/temp/assistFlag: mirror_session (beta) Mirror session. Beta. No
A new excerpt from my new book
“No,” Voigt said. “Not this time. I want to see if she can find her way back.” Emily ran toward
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Things a New York Writer Never Writes About
There are moments in a New York writer’s life that just don’t cut it for great literature, ya know? Not
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The Squirrel Gangs of Central Park
I shoulda known somethin’ was up when that squirrel gave me the stink eye for the third time that mornin’.
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Not a Great Day in New York for me
There are days when the novel just locks up. Yesterday was one of those. The page stayed cold, the lines
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A new excerpt
Late at night, she went back up to the roof.The skyline was back where it belonged—far enough out not to