A Tiny Writer’s Retreat

My mom owns a lake house in North Carolina. She plans to retire there someday, but in the meantime, she rents it out. It’s cute and has gorgeous views and a jacuzzi tub and I have my own room. I only saw the house once, soon after she bought it two years ago, and someoneContinue reading “A Tiny Writer’s Retreat”

Maybe I’m Addicted to Bananagrams…

I just returned from a lovely, week-long, extremely necessary beach vacation. The week before had been seven days of extreme highs and lows and my stress level was pretty much at an all-time height. As the deadline for this book creeps nearer, my anxiety is increasing about Getting It Done and Doing It Well, andContinue reading “Maybe I’m Addicted to Bananagrams…”