Spinning Yarn
Once upon a time, I bought some carded wool and a drop spindle, and made a bunch of yarn that
An author's collection of thoughts and stories
Once upon a time, I bought some carded wool and a drop spindle, and made a bunch of yarn that
It’s one of those hot and sticky days. The advertisements in my inbox assure me that this is the last
When she heard the front door open, Alice slowly slid off the bed, careful not to wake her baby, then
I’ve come to think of this as the theme song for Alice and the Warden.
We had another girl, born at 7lbs 13oz, and she’s a perfect, princess-angel-blossom in every way. Highlights include: sending my
Hackett arranged to have the prison’s school teacher tutor Alice privately on the weekend, and she was delighted to discover
I don’t normally write realistic fiction. I was put off the genre back in my Creative Writing classes, when everyone
I’m a hopeless romantic, through and through. This was perhaps a bit silly of me, but after “The Scion Suit”
I know. I spent over a year working on the first draft for this novel, and these are the