in lieu of proper post, kitten with a pumpkin
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
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
This Saturday September 1st (how is it September already?) I will be at the Decatur Book Festival. As far as I know, I will be babbling at the First Baptist Decatur Sanctuary Stage at 4:15pm and
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,
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
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
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