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Get in Touch

Pull Up a Chair.

The fire's warm. I read every message. I write back.

Sit a Spell
The Invitation

Whatever you came to say.

This site is the home address. The newsletter, the books, the work, the rest of my life. If you've read this far, you're already at the fire.

 

I get email from agents and editors who want to talk about the books. From readers who want to ask if a particular character is real. (Some are.) From old colleagues who finally read a Wiley book all the way through. From journalists and podcasters and graduate students writing dissertations. From strangers whose own maps just stopped working and who want to know what came back up.

 

I read all of it. I write back. Sometimes slowly. Always.

 

There is no wrong reason to reach out.

Who's at the Fire

The chair fits whoever sits in it.

If you're an agent or editor

I'm currently querying Saluda Awakens and The Sasquatch's Roar is in agent review. The query letter is short.
The work is long. Reach out either way.

If you're a reader

The books are still finding their way to a publisher. The dispatches will tell you when. In the meantime, if you read something I wrote and want to say so, please do. It matters more than you might think.

If you're a journalist or podcaster

Happy to talk about the work, the path that brought me here, or the larger questions about myth, community, and how people tell stories about what they love.

If you're booking speaking

Available for selected speaking and panel work. Storytelling, community, identity, the long road from word-of-mouth marketing into memoir. Brains on Fire and The Passion Conversation are still relevant if that's the lens.

If you're someone whose map just stopped working

You're welcome here. The fire's warm. I'm not a therapist or a guru. I'm someone who fell and got back up and writes about it. If something on this site found you, write back.

One door. Always open.

The Address

I'm slow on email some weeks. If a week passes and you haven't heard back, send the same message again.

Sometimes it takes that long for the right answer to show up.

Dispatches from the Wilderness.

Or, If You'd Rather Listen

One mailing list. Two registers. Notes from the woods and from the saga as the books find their way to readers.
Quieter way to stay close to the fire without writing first.

A Small Note

The chair was always there. The fire was always going.
I'm just finally tending it.

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Or wander a little before you write.
The work is here when you're ready.

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