Theresa Miller


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I have been writing for as long as I can remember - if you count starting many many stories that I never finished, as writing. My friend Josie* had been bugging me for years to attend a science fiction and fantasy convention called MisCon. Finally, I agreed. I submitted a short story called Goldilocks and the Three Thousand Bats. Although critiques were mixed, I came out of there feeling ten foot tall and bulletproof. Carol freaking Berg liked my story so much she read it to her husband. Telling me that may have been a mistake on her part, because I spent the rest of the con following her around like a love-sick puppy. (She says it wasn't that bad, but then she is a very kind and gracious woman.)

A few years later I submitted a story called The Mirror. All of my critiquers said it wasn't a short story. It was the beginning of a novel. I thanked them for their input with what I hope was a smile, then went back to my room and pouted. I didn't want to write a novel. Novels take a lot of time and dedication and I have waaaayyyy too many ADHD (or possibly TBI) qualities to commit to that kind of long-term relationship with a writing project.

I spent the next six years writing that novel. By which, I mean I started it, changed my mind about what kind of story it should be, restarted it - rinse and repeat ad nauseum. By the time I finished the rough draft, I couldn't bear to even look at that dratted first few chapters. I started book two and stalled. In my defense, I also developed a debilitating health issue that turned out to be fibromyalgia. A friend brought me a book he found in the grocery store as a "sorry your life sucks right now" gift. It was a cozy mystery about a small town, Idaho kitchen witch. I was delighted. I could do this. I could write about small town, Idaho life with better accuracy. After all, if you take away the magic and the murder it IS my life. I shoved The Mirror into a trunk to think about what a naughty novel it was and to decide if it should ever be let out to play among the humans. (The answer is probably no. Don't tell it, though. It still thinks it can be saved.)

Meanwhile, In 2020 I tried my hand at collaborative writing. My friend, Eric Stever, and I wrote a short story called The Norka and sent it in to Writers of the Future. We won a silver honorable mention. In 2020 I won Honorable Mention with my story called Messages and Monsters.

I finished the Idaho kitchen witch story in 2022, and published it in April of 2023. It is called Mushrooms, Magic, and Murder, and can be found on Amazon through the link at the top of this page. I am already working on book two, Coffee, Covens, and Corpses. This is the most fun I've had writing since that first silly story about Goldilocks. People say I'm funny. I hope they're right. Even more, I hope you'll buy my books as they come out.


I have no special education of note. Only a passion for storytelling, access to the internet, and a whole lot of books on writing. I attribute much of my success to the MisCon Writer's Workshop and the tribe of writer friends I found there.

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There is an urban legend that says leading scientists proved mathematically that bumblebees are aerodynamically incorrect. "According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground," they said. The bumblebee, blissfully unaware of the impossibility, flies anyway.

Here at Bumble & Grace, we (and by we I mean I) believe in The Way of the Bumblebee. We strive to be blissfully unaware of our limitations. Sometimes that turns out well. Sometimes it results in the need to give ourself grace.

*Josie is also the sometimes hilarious, sometimes hopeless, webmaster, hi! Thanks for your patience as I bumble through the process! :D

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