Exploring mysterious relationships...

I keep a pretty simple rule on writing. I only write it if its fun to write and interesting to read

Sometimes in my novels I attempt to explore the most mysterious love-hate relationship of them all...

Women and their own hair...

It's something I just can't understand. For myself, hair is just this fluffy stuff on my heads that I am only vaguely aware of. I could never imagine something as trivial as this ruining everything by being a 'bad.' Yet this happens for women all the time and it is a complex and confusing relationship that I try to recapture in the myriad of female characters throughout my books.

--From: YellowStone Protocol (mybook.to/yellowstoneprotocol)--
"Miranda closed her eyes. Earlier in the day, she had squeezed her heavy-set frame into the best skirt she had in her closet and matched it with a white blouse. She frowned at the low cut of the top and opted to pair it with a light jacket to avoid appearing too sexual. Not that there was much concern of that. Miranda always had been the ‘chubby and cheerful’ kind of girl most guys ignored and most women didn’t even consider a threat. Still, she wanted to make a good first impression. Given that she would now be a professional working for the government, she forewent the traditional bun held in place by pencils that had served as her ‘go-to-hairdo’ for college and instead tried for something more professional. With a large-bore curling iron, she forced her badly-behaved, stringy, split-ended, black, hair into a set of wavy curls. She reviewed herself carefully in the mirror with a smile. She didn’t quite look like the models on the box that the curling iron had come in, but at least she looked professional enough to not embarrass herself.

 
That was then. In the air-conditioned room of her new apartment surrounded by boxes of her yet unpacked belongings.