I’ll start off this post by acknowledging the fact that I am actually writing it from my own couch at my own house, with my furry, cross-eyed kitten curled up next to me. However, in the spirit of the title, I came up with the idea in a hotel. Let me paint you a picture: … More Why writing in hotels can be way better than writing at home: A Proposition
Reading in bed is my comfort food. Being tucked in under my pink L.L. Bean down comforter with just my hands from the wrist out protruding—enough to hold up my book—is quite possibly the best activity in the world. It beats yoga. It beats mountain climbing and fishing and bungee jumping (this latter activity I … More Reading on a snowy day.
And now back from that (month-long) commercial break. During my blogging hiatus, I ventured down to the wonderful literary city of New Orleans. First, on a non-literary note, I purchased my second mask from a great shop right off Jackson Square. The first time I was down there I got a purple and gold beauty … More NOLA and Masks and Vampires, oh my!