Just wanted to say bye-bye for a few days. My daughter is having surgery on Thursday in Portland, so we're heading out tomorrow so she c...
Just wanted to say bye-bye for a few days. My daughter is having surgery on Thursday in Portland, so we're heading out tomorrow so she c...
Delicious was named after her old Grammy, her Grammy with doughy arms, who smelled of sweat and lilacs. She was nigh on eighty years old, bu...
I fell asleep sitting up and had three separate dreams before Sophie came and hit me with a book. I have been battling crab grass. My whole ...
I think writing a short story every week is actually helping me with my editing. Really. I'm taking every section of my novel and preten...
I think I said a few weeks ago that I needed a deadline. Well, I officially have a deadline. A self-imposed deadline. I registered for the ...
I'm thirty-three today, which is a middle-of-nowhere kind of number. I'm not extremely young anymore, but I'm not old yet. I...
Martin killed the grass. I can see it, blond and brittle, from my bedroom window. Behind me, the phone rings. It’s Martin. “I forgot to put...
The other day I thought I was going to have a free hour. In other words, my husband was taking all the children AWAY and I was going to have...
I've discovered gardening for the first time in my life. Today I pulled weeds and dug up root systems in an attempt to eradicate the cra...
I'm not an organized person. I don't sit down on a certain day every year and take inventory of my life. But, occasionally, usually ...
After Emilia picked the pear, she held it in her palm, turned it over once, and waited. She heard Seth panting up the slope behind her. She ...
I'm celebrating my twelfth story from A Story A Week today. Twelve weeks. That leaves only forty stories still to write. If this endeav...
I've made the decision to abandon another book on my Fill in the Gaps project list . I'm so embarrassed to admit which one it is, be...
I'm pretty sure I disagree with most of the world on this. I think the "voice" of the story should be the character's voic...
Some of you may remember that I broke my toe last Monday. I was doing better. Although my foot was primarily still blue, I was walking norma...
I played the Game of Life with my two older daughters today: Olivia, age eight, and Anna, age almost-four. Olivia was busy. She had to get ...
I posted last night on the Fill in the Gaps project blog , just to give an update on my progress. Click here to read it. Is anyone else doi...
I am experimenting. I am re-starting my WiP (in a blank document, just for the heck of it), but I am typing it in a weird font. I chose one ...
The sensational Susan Fields is having a 100-blog-follower contest. Congratulations, Susan! If you like to buy books, you should enter, bec...
From time to time, I stumble upon a book about adoption that I'm not expecting to be about adoption. GOOSE by Molly Bang is a wonderfu...
Yesterday I felt boring. Clarification: Not BORED. I didn't feel BORED. I had plenty to do. I just felt boring. Have you ever had a day ...
How can it be Wednesday again already? I'm desperate to keep editing my WiP while baby's napping, so this won't be long. I didn...
A few quick things to take a peek at this lovely Tuesday evening: Literary Agent Kate Testerman really did change her submission guidelines!...
Sara didn’t notice the marks until she was in the shower. She winced when the hot water hit them. She flung open the shower door and crossed...
I was running to get the phone today and smacked my baby toe on the leg of our ottoman. Now it's all swollen and bruised and painful. I ...
It's a little past eleven at night and I just walked in the door from a wonderful pre-Easter experience. Our youth group's worship t...
I need to give an award to myself. The I'm an Idiot Award . You know, I was so busy giving out awards yesterday and there were so many g...
What's Cooking? Beef stew, which is quickly becoming my favorite food in the world. Is that weird? I have a great piece of news to shar...