Gremlins del Caos Interrumpen Mi Descenso a la Oscuridad I sit down to write a deliciously dark scene — the kind where something ancient is whispering from the walls — and that’s exactly when my dogs decide to transform into full‑powered chaos gremlins. I’ll be typing away, deep in the mood, when suddenly: Sam starts doing his slow, dramatic “I want out” stare…even though he literally can just let himself out the doggy door Kiki launches into a zoomie circuit that would impre

If you’ve been following my work for a while, you know that my writing life has always been shaped by dogs — the ones who raised me, the ones who broke me open, and the ones currently snoring under my desk as I type this. Book of Dog was born from that love. It was my way of processing grief, celebrating joy, and capturing the beautiful chaos of living life “doggy style.” And that hasn’t changed. What has changed is me. Somewhere between the pink office chair of my day job an

México: Donde Comienzan Mis Recuerdos

As winter finally begins to loosen its grip, we’ve started heading back out to the trails with the dogs. The warmer weather brought everyone else out too, and the park was buzzing with people and pups. A few years ago, that kind of crowd would’ve sent us straight back to the car in search of a quieter path. Maya and Dexter were reactive, unpredictable, and easily overwhelmed. We never knew what might set one of them off. Sam and Kiki, though—they’re a different story. They gr

Before there was Book of Dog: Penny’s Tail, there was a journey… my journey.

💕Febrero: El Mes del Amor, la Memoria y la Voz que Nació del Dolor February has always carried a particular tenderness for me. Maybe it’s because it’s the month the world leans into love — not just the romantic kind, but the deeper forms too. The love we inherit. The love we fight for. The love that transforms us. It’s my birthday month, a gentle reminder of everything I’ve lived and everything I’m still becoming. And it’s also the month I chose to celebrate the birthday of

✨ Repensar, Rediseñar y Regresar con Claridad en el Nuevo Año English Version: As the year turned and the holidays arrived, I gave myself permission to slow down. Stepping away from deadlines and expectations, I spent time travelling through Europe 🎄✈️ — a much‑needed chance to breathe, reflect, and reconnect with the heart of why I create stories in the first place. That time away brought clarity. I realized I needed to rethink the direction of my books and the way I bring

🎄 Navidad en el Mundo: Tradiciones, Viajes y Renovación English: December always carries a special kind of magic. No matter where you are in the world, Christmas has a way of bringing people together—through lights, laughter, and the comfort of traditions. What fascinates me most is how different cultures celebrate in their own unique ways, yet at the heart of it all, we share something universal: the joy of gathering, giving, and finding hope in the season. From the vibrant

🍂 Reflexiones de Noviembre: Memoria, Movimiento y Sentido ENGLISH November always feels like a pause—a breath between seasons, a moment to reflect. In Canada, Remembrance Day invites us to honour those who gave their lives in service. We wear poppies, we stand in silence, and we remember. But remembrance isn’t only about war—it’s about sacrifice, resilience, and the stories that shape us. For many immigrants, remembrance takes on a different texture. It’s the memory of a hom

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