I thought it might be fun to periodically talk about a few things going on- book related and not. I tried this before and got out of the habit, but I think it’s worth trying again. First, since it’s “Wined” Down and not Wind Down, I’ll share what I’m drinking. I opened a bottle of […]
I’m a little lost today, folks. I’m sad and tired and outraged and sad and despairing and sad. This is probably going to be a little rambling. Stay with me. Tom Petty plays in the background as I write this. It’s not something I would normally write about but I need to get out of […]
When I was younger, I used to be that girl. The one who carried a book practically everywhere I went so that if I had a few minutes, I could read a few pages. When I was too young to drive, but had to along on errands, I would sit in the car and read […]
A few years ago, after a couple of needlessly tedious airline passenger interactions, I wrote The Bitchy Traveler. Thankfully, it’s been a few years since I’ve felt the need to rant about poor behavior, but this afternoon at The Fox to see The Bodyguard (which was wonderful, by the way), has warranted a post. It’s […]
Dear Ashby, This isn’t a Peggy letter. I know that. Still, I’ve been composing parts of it since Bret called to tell me that Peggy had left us. Because while no two experiences are the same, you’re now a member of a club that no one really wants to belong to, one with a very […]