What the discerning toddler is watching on YouTube this week. “I wanna watch the drum video.” “No, the OTHER drum video.” “I want Feist come to my house, pick me up. I want Feist hug my body.”

Revisions are finished, and the current novel is back with my agent. Now begins, again, the tortuous waiting for her to read it. And then she’ll either want more revisions or will deem it ready to go out to editors.…

Trying out something new around here. A book review, and an interview with that book’s author. Do let me know if you enjoy it, and if it’s something you’d like to see more of on the blog. The Book: I…

…chemical pregnancy. It’s something I think has actually happened several times since the miscarriage, but I couldn’t get my last doctor to believe I was right when I felt pregnant and then had abnormal periods. Thanks to this book (and…

This has been a long week. Unforgivably long. Monday started out fine, but ended with the beginning of the kid’s first-ever stomach bug. Just an upset stomach and a lot of diapers* at first, but then we were up all…

I got a rejection from a lit magazine today. Nothing interesting or unusual in that, as I’ve collected, and will continue to collect, my share of rejections. What was unusual was that, for the first time EVER, I was happy…

The very worst thing about unsolicited advice, particularly of the sort left in blog comments, is that sometimes–okay, fairly often–it’s right. And I HATE that. Because that means admitting you were right and I was being stubborn. (Shocking to those…

I reached the last page of the manuscript yesterday, much faster than I’d expected to. Today I started at the beginning again, working through my revision notes. I started to write the first new scene I thought needed to be…

See that big pile of pages on the left, that wee little pile of pages on the right? That little pile has only 54 pages in it. I’m closing in on the end of the book again. Reaching the last…

(Trekking XXL color # 146, a gift from the incomparable Irene)