You know how these things go… One minute Kiddo was happily riding his skateboard down a slightly sloped sidewalk around the corner from our house while the little girl collected twigs in her wooden cart. The next he was headed …
In which I make a bonfire of skateboards and wrap my child in bubble wrap Read more →
It’s only been eight days since I finished the first draft of my current novel and already I’m second-guessing the method that got me to the end of the draft. I’m feeling anxious to dive in to revisions, though I’ll …
It was a lean winter in the garden this year. A cold, wet end to summer meant the fall and winter vegetables didn’t get as big as I would have hoped before the days got short and all growth stopped …
I typed “The End” on the first draft of Cold Black Stars a little after two a.m. last night. Today was my (completely arbitrary, self-imposed) deadline to finish it. It’s pure luck or coincidence that I finished on deadline. The …
I used to be seriously, obnoxiously opposed to ebooks. I said things about needing the smell of paper, about not being willing to give up the fetish of turning the page. I was so, so sure I wanted nothing to …
Bah. I’m so sick of myself tonight. I’ve still got the crash proofreading job on my plate–I need to ship it back to my client on Friday morning–so I haven’t touched Cold Black Stars in days. Working on the new …
1. Yeah…kind of a crappy day. I’ve got a crash freelance job on my desk, which somehow cued the girlchild to wake up every fifteen minutes last night as I was trying to work. That meant I really needed to …
What I’m reading now: What’s at the top of the to-be-read pile: What I’m waiting impatiently for:
See that? That’s what you get when you piss off a five-year-old. Those are drawings of me “with poop all over your clothes, Mama.” He hung them up and I said, “Ah, so there’s poop on your wall now,” which …