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tour catch-up post that is mostly odd photos

Hi Internet! I have been away and off and about and becoming far too intimately acquainted with airports. I have had good intentions of blogging along the way but then my connectivity gets cranky and sleep seems so much more practical than blogging and then a week goes by, not sure how that happens. A […]

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flax-golden tales: witness to the crime

witness to the crime They took countless precautions, accounted for every possible variation. Everything was meticulously plotted down to the last detail and after that they even waited until the weather was absolutely perfect. Clear and bright, with no wind to carry screams and convenient rain forecasted for the evening to wash any remaining evidence […]

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temporarily back in massachusetts

Massachusetts has welcomed me back with hair-frizzing humidity & pouring rain. I think it might be mad at me. But other than the weather it is a lovely (if short) respite from living out of my suitcase. I had a fabulous event at Odyssey Books near my old Western MA collegiate stomping grounds on Thursday […]

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flax-golden tales: glitter never fades

glitter never fades She was warned, so many times. Cautioned in soft-spoken admonishments and harsh annoyed cries. It is dangerous to play with such permanent things. Temporary matters make better playthings, providing no long-term damage. But she was always an impulsive child. The easily popped soap bubbles held no appeal, nor did water-soluble paints or […]

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seattle

Seattle is another city that I had never been to before and now that I’m gone again I very much want to return with proper time to revel in it properly. Wonderful bookstores, wonderful people, low humidity and cake. Many thanks to everyone who came to readings at The Elliott Bay Book Company & Third […]

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san francisco

I type this from San Francisco. I have never been here before and I’m glad I’ve had a little bit of time to wander the city. I have a crush on the Ferry Plaza Farmers Market. I’m so used to flat cities that the inclined streets keep reminding me of Inception. I’ve been signing books […]

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flax-golden tales: borne back ceaselessly into the past

borne back ceaselessly into the past I chose this hotel because it has author themed rooms, though which author you end up with is a matter of luck. To my delight we end up in the Fitzgerald room. There’s even a worn paperback of The Great Gatsby on the table by the bed, sitting next […]

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i can’t believe this day is here.

I wish I knew how to say thank you a million ways, to everyone who has already visited the circus and to everyone about to enter its gates. To those who made this possible and those who held my hand along the way. But I don’t, so instead I offer a plain and simple Thank […]

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flax-golden tales: journey without a destination

journey without a destination I just needed to get away for a while. The train wasn’t the cheapest option, or the most expensive for that matter, but it felt like the right choice. Maybe it sounded romantic. And it was the only mode of transportation that didn’t require a set destination. I paid the highest […]

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i don’t know why i bothered putting the books back

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