Ugh. Don’t take a nap just before sunset, no matter how full and lazy you are. You’ll be so disoriented when you wake up. Bleah. And your mouth tastes funny. I know a good cure for nap-overs, though. Chocolate. You don’t know nap-overs? Rachael and I know nap-overs. There are times when we wake up […]

Aha! Not a major epiphany. Not enlightenment. But a victory! Making dense cheesecase, you don’t really need a full crust to hold everything together–you just need some way of easing the thing out of the pan. So: Brush the pan with melted butter. Scatter graham cracker crumbs on the butter, about 3-4 Tbs. or so,

Book Reviews. Summer of the Dragon, Elizabeth Peters, Monstrous Regiment, Terry Pratchett Elizabeth Peters is a mystery writer. She writes “perfect” novels–beginning, middle, end, all items neatly resolved at the end of the last page. The world extends just as far as the front and back covers. So, as far as it went, Summer of

Book. The first draft of The Gods of Grey Hill is done. Done! Done! I tell you, Done! Now I have 67 pages to type in 🙂 — I feel sad. I went to a coffee shop to drink chai and write the last few pages and I cried on the way home. It’s done.

Ray Updates. Damn. She’s getting so tall. We have good days and bad days, which seem to follow a correlation with my patience level. What’s the word? Heterodyne? Yeah, that’s the word. We’re definitely already two women living in the same house, which means, yes, that we have to hold hands going to the bathroom

Neener neener neener. I found the perfect Christmas present for my folks and siblings. And I’m not going to tell them what it is!

Thank you. Lee’s mom (in South Dakota) sent me a jar of chokecherry jelly. Thank you. I haven’t opened it yet; I swore to myself I’d finish the open jar of jelly in the fridge (blackberry) before I did. Sure enough, every time I look at it, I think, “I could be having chokecherry jelly

Working. Almost done with Saturday. Scary. As it turns out, things fit together better than I would have predicted. Do you know how scary that is? The story put itself together out of random items that I didn’t originally include in the plot, but suggested themselves. It’s like watching a movie in someone else’s mind.

Cracked me up. Now, maybe this is just too obscure, but I thought it ought to be immortalized in more than one place: Quote from Randy Timmer, in a comment of ***Dave’s blog (you’ll just have to read the full entry to get the context): “If you sign up to be the main attraction in

Lee Quote: “Sometimes you you have to switch the gerbil over to decaf.” –On having waaaaay too many ‘brilliant’ ideas.