First pumpkin of the season! Mini pumpkin, but still a pumpkin. Almost autumn, hurrah!
Tessa remains unimpressed.
Also, if you did not see it via Twitter, this Night Circus-inspired wedding photo shoot is sublime.
First pumpkin of the season! Mini pumpkin, but still a pumpkin. Almost autumn, hurrah!
Tessa remains unimpressed.
Also, if you did not see it via Twitter, this Night Circus-inspired wedding photo shoot is sublime.
This is a belated post regarding a belated birthday present.
At the end of July my dearest darling friend Clovia Shaw sent me this as part of a belated birthday box of wonderment:
Yes, she made it, and it is even lovelier in person because shiny objects are rather difficult to photograph, especially when they are on your hand.
I tweeted this photo when I first got it and people asked where they could get one, and while mine was actually a test ring (she’s never made one before, believe it or not) you can purchase other shiny objects including fantastic door necklaces over at her Etsy store.
She also does custom work, I’m just sayin’. She might more rings if we ask nicely.
Hello internet! How is it August already? I am travelling, going on a mini-hiatus this first week of the month for a multitude of reasons including trying to write for a change. Also I have a new friend, pictured above with rainbow.
Thank you to everyone who tuned into the chat on goodreads on Monday to listen to me babble and talk with my hands! We had a few technical difficulties but I believe everything recorded fine and the video will eventually be archived over on my goodreads author page.
And I was on NPR talking about reading Stephen King at a rather young, clearly impressionable age. You can read (or listen) to it over here.
I’m also hoping I will have more time in August to write some blog posts with actual content (I still have a draft of one about books-not-written-by-me that I started in May) and time to catch up on emails, but for the moment I am off having adventures both real and imagined with a bunny in a hat and I shall be a bit scarce around the internet. Please don’t break anything while I’m gone.
I was going to write an epic post-NYC blog post and then this week got away from me, lost in two straight days of phone interviews followed by credit card fraud shenanigans and deadlines and also I’m still not sure how it managed to be almost-August already.
So, instead of a proper blog post, here are some adorable pygmy rabbits, brought to bunny up the busy week by ZooBorns:
Also, on Monday July 30th at 5pm eastern I will be doing a live video chat on GoodReads. I imagine it will be something like all the phone interviews only people will actually be able to see how much I talk with my hands.
Today is my birthday! I am thirty-four years old, which also means that this blog is four years old and flax-golden tales are three years old, and three is of course the magic number. My continued & eternal thanks to the multi-talented Carey Farrell for allowing me to make things up to accompany her fantastic photos.
We celebrate all of these things with the meta-wonderment that is a balloon covered with balloons.
Also there is wrapping paper featuring a very dapper cat.
And my favorite part, the birthday pony.
Thank you for all the birthday wishes both in person and via Twitter and comments, my day so far has been balloon and kitten and pony and pancake-filled, and later there shall be ice cream cake. Thirty-three was a strange, wondrous, roller coaster of a year. I’m curious to see what thirty-four will bring, and I’m going to assume a balloon covered in balloons is a good birthday omen.