Growing Roots

I have three trees growing in my house. And a handful of acorns in the back of my fridge, ready for the spring. So, of course, yesterday I found pine seeds scattered all over my porch from the wind and couldn’t help myself. Now they’re in my fridge, sealed in a plastic bag with a…

Wait… HOLLYWOOD??

Well, sort of. This has been the craziest month for me, and the last week has reached new heights of surreality. I’m running on low sleep and lower caffeine, so bear with me while I try to make sense of everything that’s happened, okay? Great. Thanks. So . . . a week ago, I drove…

When I Leave My House

It’s Tuesday, isn’t it? Monday was, in fact, yesterday. Not today. I found that out last night. After I’d forgotten to write this blog post, or do any of my other Monday tasks. But then, it wasn’t a normal Monday. So I plead confusion. I didn’t get up at 5 AM to write my blog…

November 1st!

“One must always look after one’s acorns, especially in autumn, when all the little creatures are stocking their larders and lining their nests for when Dame Winter comes a’calling.” I ordered a proof copy of Of Bullfrogs and Snapdragons this week! Which means . . . *Trumpets sound* My newest book will hit Amazon on…

“…All At Once, Summer Collapsed Into Fall”

Don’t you just love that quote by Oscar Wilde? It never fails to make me feel cozy. Seriously though, this year fall seemed to come in with October, and we have had a nip in the air and yellow leaves ever since. I love fall with all of my cozy heart, and my sister and…

Baby Groot’s Growth Spurt

So much is happening just now that I’m not even sure what to write about today. My brother is married. We celebrated last night. I’m apparently learning how to write songs. My job is unpredictable. It’s cold this morning. I need a jacket. My book is in the final stages of preparation. It will be…

New BOOK Coming Soon!

“In the fall of the year, when the leaves were blushing red in the sunshine and the trees were yawning and stretching and shaking loose from the apples and acorns and chestnuts they had been carrying all summer, I left my cottage and walked the seven miles to Witherly, a little village on the edge…

Life Is A Journey

Having a life outside of work is really, really hard when work is your life. I am discovering this. My whole aim in the last seven years has been to get my writing off the ground. I applied only for jobs that would give me time to write, avoided dating relationships because they took up…