These Lying Eyes

Now Available: These Lying Eyes by Amanda A. Allen

Wait! That's me. That's my book. Me, it's me.  It's me.  I wrote a book.  Like for realzies.  I wrote it.  I re-wrote it approximately 7004 times.  I even paid an editor and rewrote it a time or two after that.  I had it grammar checked.  I rewrote it again.  My good friend formatted it.… Continue reading Now Available: These Lying Eyes by Amanda A. Allen

Family, Foster Parenting, Mina, These Lying Eyes, Vancouver/ Portland

The Crazy Train

Here's the thing about the mass, mound, bunch, lot, assemblage, mess, pack, and swarm of crazy ruling my life.  It's too much.  It's just too much.  Somehow I haven't yet collapsed.  My mom and I have a no break-downs pact.  Here's what I have going: 1) My FiestyPants and BoyBlue are being transitioned home to… Continue reading The Crazy Train

These Lying Eyes

Writing is like birthing a baby…

I wouldn't know anything about that, but I saw it twice online today.  At different websites, even!  So it MUST be true. this:   somehow = this: Obviously. I don't know about that whole birth thing.  But this I do know, bringing this book along the publishing road brings the crazies out in me something… Continue reading Writing is like birthing a baby…

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I have a bad case of the crazies…

That's what it's like inside my head. To my surprise, I'm a whiny, scared, baby, crazy person, can't sleep, weirdo-pants. Maybe that's why you love me. Why am I crazy?  Oh a totally normal thing, lining up an editor for my book.  But this isn't a surprise anymore.  The super crazy came out when I… Continue reading I have a bad case of the crazies…