I think I’m getting the hang of this mom thing. I mean, adapt or die, right? And by die, I mean drown in the laundry pile or under an avalanche of unwashed dishes or waste away with scurvy or beriberi …

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My agent wants one relatively small revision to the latest draft of the novel before it goes back out into the world in search of a loving publisher. It’s a change to the penultimate scene, so I’m reading through the …

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