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
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
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
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
So long, 2010. You were interesting. I spent the vast majority of 2010 living in a black-and-white circus that will be nicely bound on bookstore shelves come September. It’s still rather hard to believe,
On Friday, we baked cookies & tartlets & listened to absurd amounts of holiday music. I still find the “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” song mildly disturbing. And we made peppermint bark. I’d never made