Being a full-time writer sounds like a dream job, doesn’t it? No schedule, only a deadline or two. You get to be your own boss, make your own plans. The ideas flow, one right after the other. If they don’t come, you can take a hike, or read all day. What could be better? …Read More

February–This is the hot mess that is my beloved butterfly bush. God, I want to get my pruning shears onto the thing. And not just the pruning shears, but the limb lopper, as well. Okay, maybe not the limb lopper, which extends to seven feet long and is generally reserved for trees–but definitely one of …Read More

I confess that–for much of my adult life–I was a book snob. There were certain categories of books that I had stopped reading because I had decided that they weren’t, well, serious. Romance novels were in that category. I’d read tons of Phyllis Whitney as a teenager (Spindrift is just the best title, ever.) and …Read More