Also, did I mention that I’m judging a pitch contest next month? Because I am. So. Excited! News HERE Contest website HERE Calling all pitch virgins!!! *Cracks Whip* PREPARE TO BE SCHOOLED.


Remember when I said I’d never written a romance before? Well, I just recently realized (as in, earlier today) that I’m STILL not writing a romance. I’m writing a cationary tale. Here’s a little excerpt: Oliver kissed Dahlia with everything he had. Maybe because he was getting used to her pulling away, and he wanted […]

What is Love? (Baby, Don’t Hurt Me.)

I’ve never tried to write a romance before. In fact, I used to promise–quite vehemently–that I could never take myself seriously as a romance writer. Not because I don’t have a TON of respect for other writers in this genre, but because, well… I’m the kind of girl who’s never been able to watch a love scene […]

Confession # 226: To Tic or Not To Tic

  When I was nine, there was a kid in my class who had a severe facial tic. It looked like he was winking at you, all the time, for no apparent reason. Due to my firm and youthful belief in the parental phrase, “Stop making that face or it’ll get stuck that way,” I […]

Thursday’s Children: To the Pain

  When I was seventeen, I got in a really bad car crash. It was my third in less than a year, and ultimately, the straw that broke the insurance company’s back. But more on that later… The weird thing about my “bad things come in threes” series of vehicular mishaps was that NONE of […]

It’s the Little Things, Right?

Today is a day of mixed emotions. Lately, I’ve been really optimistic about this whole publishing process, happily and busily working away at my next WIP while waiting for good things to happen. And I believe they will, because sometimes life IS awesome. Sometimes, just like when you’re working on a manuscript, there are moments […]

The Making of a Bookophile

When I was just a wee lass, I fell in love with mysteries. Before I hit my 8th birthday, I’d already blazed through the entire Nancy Drew Series. I scoured my school library for Caroline Cooney books, especially the ones that were a little bit “too scary” for a kid my age, then finally drew the […]

I Feel the Need…

It’s time for another confession, and (brace yourself) this one is really naughty. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve had the tendency to rush things. I started walking earlier than my brothers did, I used to sneak and finish my homework before class was over, and my first word wasn’t “mama” or “dada.” It […]

On “Selling” Yourself as an Author

Almost six weeks into the querying process for my first novel, and suddenly I realize: I’m going about this all wrong. I’ve been looking at this whole thing like it’s dating–which, in my defense, there are a TON of parallels between the publishing process and trying to find “the one”–but it’s really a lot more […]

April O’Neal, Who Hurt You?

I have a confession to make. I was never a very good reporter. Though I majored in print journalism and worked as a television journalist / field reporter / producer for several years, I never had what you might call that “Lois Lane tenacity,” that impulse to doggedly pursue a story with little or no […]

A Glimpse of Life in the Fat Lane

This is an excerpt from my short story, “Memoirs of a Fat Ballerina,” which I’ve entered in a few competitions (don’t worry, I checked the rules and I’m allowed to post on here) and which I’m currently thinking of turning into a full-length YA. Let me know what you think! – Love, V “Memoirs of a […]

You said it, Louisa May.

I always loved that part in Little Women, when precocious young Amy sagely advises her older sister, “You don’t need scores of suitors. You only need one. If he’s the right one.” I think in that way, publishing a book is a lot like hunting for a husband. In the midst of all the silence, […]