I've been working hard on a new story and can't wait to share it with you.
During the course of the pandemic, like many others, I found myself in a state of constant fear. Everywhere I turned I was being reminded that hundreds of thousands of people were getting sick and dying. I felt anxious. I felt nervous. I felt sad. And after months of going from bed to couch to desk on repeat, I started to feel depressed and trapped. I knew I couldn't continue to stay inside all day, but I was so scared to go beyond my front door. Something had to be done, but what?
That's when I found myself daydreaming. Back to when my brother and I shared a room. I remembered what it felt like to need to go beyond the four walls we shared. Of course it's not the same, but it's one way I was able to manage the anxiety of the past year and a half. This story is about two brothers who desperately want space. And when they get it - discover it's not quite what they thought it would be.
I'm finishing up the last bits and hopefully it'll be on the shelves soon!