It’s been hotter than Hades this summer, so I’ve been thrilled to spend time inside writing rather than outside doing yard work. Of course, I promptly ruined the air-conditioned climate inside by turning on the oven to bake a pie. I’m fairly certain Henry would have approved, though. (Jay would…
Spring! Oh, how I’ve missed you. Also, you’re a month late. You couldn’t have called or something? Jay, thankfully, is right on time with his next lunch adventure. While I’m finally enjoying spring, Henry, Jay, and Alice are still in the midst of a Boston winter in the next installment…
It’s autumn! We’re deep in my favorite season in the northeastern United States, and that means my mental preparing-for-writing time is often on morning walks with the dog. We crunch through the leaves and watch for migrating birds headed to warmer climes as story thoughts weave themselves together. Some voices,…
Have you ever walked along a beach and collected sea glass? This spring, I took my first real vacation—you know, the kind where you actually leave the house and have new experiences—in thirteen years. The adventure was a trip with my bestie—some post-divorce healing I desperately needed. (I won’t rehash…
Newsletter subscribers, brace yourself for a double-length story from Jay on Saturday, Nov. 15.
