Elaina Battista-Parsons
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March 21, 2022
When I googled synonyms for “Spring, the season”, the phrase Blackberry Winter appeared, and now I officially will never be the same. I love it. This photo is one I took last […]
January 26, 2022
Winter 2022 Dear Subscribers, I’d like to reinvent my newsletter and blog for 2022 as one less about me– since I’m in a “many saucepans on […]
December 5, 2021
December Hello friends! I won’t weigh you down with heavy paragraphs and flowery text. I will keep it savory and punctuated this month. What’s Simmering […]
October 1, 2021
We have five senses…but it’s recently come to my attention that the novels I read (and write), smell truly pervades the setting. Think about your own favorite place. Now when you […]
September 5, 2021
Being inspired by the moon is as old as time. Writing about or around the moon, the same. The thing I strive for is to find […]
July 13, 2021
J Greetings summer kings and queens and everyone-in –betweens— However you identify is lovely by me. However you love, is lovely by me. Be you, I’m […]
June 21, 2021
Hi! Hope everyone is enjoying summer and its fresh fruit and colossal ocean. These are books I’ve read in May and June. I hope there is something […]
May 29, 2021
Hey friends. It’s a cold and rainy Memorial Day Weekend on the Jersey Shore, so here I am saying hi! Revisions for Italian Bones in the […]
March 12, 2021
Some of my favorite reads this year so far: Queen by Suzanne Crain Miller Brass by Xhenet Aliu Cattywampus by Ash Van Otterloo Caterpillar Summer by […]
February 17, 2021
The first week of February slapped me silly. Like knocked me down, tickled me until I couldn’t breathe, and even smooshed lots of snow in my […]
January 26, 2021
by Elaina Battista-Parsons Iggie Parsa wanted one thing in life, and that was to have his novel published. All he wanted was to make enough money […]
January 19, 2021
They don’t tell you about the bedroom in Newark… I was there, I swear. In my hospital gown, 2019, in between my Grandma Yola and Aunt […]