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in lieu of content, kittens

I was going to write up a list of things that were making me happy despite the impending snow, like Downton Abbey and Dashiell Hammett novels. But then I cut my hand in a feat of particularly impressive clumsiness, making it rather difficult to type. So here are some recent photos of the kittens. I’m […]

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flax-golden tales: friends for hedgehogs

friends for hedgehogs I made you a hedgie friend! she says, handing me a spiky, beady-eyed ball of some sort of bark and artfully composed twig slices. Thanks, I say, putting him down on my desk. I turn him so he faces the printer, but he still looks like he’s staring at me with those […]

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checking in

I have a thing for hotels. Which is kind of strange, considering how rarely I stay in them, but I love the idea of hotels. Especially old hotels. I also have a thing for vintage objects. My latest vintage Etsy find that I simply had to have is this antique hotel service bell: And along […]

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hibernating

It’s still cold. It’s still snowing. The little birds sitting on the back fence seem fairly content and well-fed, though. I am more or less hibernating. By “hibernating” I mean that I am wearing fuzzy sweaters when I can get Tessa to stop napping on them, drinking warm beverages, burying myself in research, and writing […]

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flax-golden tales: implements

implements I made the keys first. They were easier. Then each one needed a keyhole and escutcheon and set of doorknobs or handles to match, ranging from simple to ornate. Victorian and Art Deco and others of my own stylistic invention. Each one unique. Each one correlating to a different place. A different time. Made […]

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after the novels, after the teacups

I have been trying to think of things to post about, but I keep getting hung up on “I am sick of winter” and then I just want to curl up on the couch with a blanket and a kitten and a cup of tea and scowl at the snow. I normally have a pretty […]

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flax-golden tales: the short, sad life of a faceless snowman

the short, sad life of a faceless snowman He wasn’t leaning when they built him. (Is it presumptuous to assume all snowmen are male?) Anyway, he stood up pretty well those first few days. He would have looked almost impressive if the snow had been proper white marshmallow-colored fluff instead of dirty grey parking lot […]

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bucket + snow

We have snow. Again. Lots of it. I went to take some photos out the back door and Bucket got curious. She’s usually not the curious cat type, so I was impressed that she actually took two whole steps before retreating back inside. More snow photos over on Flickr.

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penguin classics & an elephant

You may have seen me on Twitter bemoaning the fact that I only received one book as holiday giftage. (Technically, I got two. I received one after the bemoaning.) Obviously, two is still not enough books. So despite the sorry state of my to-read shelf, I bought myself some pretties. I have coveted the Coralie […]

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also, today is my half birthday & i should really have half a cake

As you may have noticed, I was in NYC for the past few days. I met my agent and my editor in person for the first time. They are, in fact, actual people and not just lovely disembodied telephone voices. I drank a lot of wine with my sister. I got snowed on in Times […]

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