Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
My fish are still alive despite who owns them, so naturally I’ve begun thinking about my own funeral. We wouldn’t want things to get too cheerful. My Patient Husband and I sometimes talk about what we’d want for final services,…
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My fish are still alive, although they keep scaring me. Today I’m blogging over at QueryTracker about some of the laughably bad rejections writers get, and how to deal with them. But I think it works for non-writers too because…
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You may remember how we recently acquired a Betta fish. During my absence, I had a birthday, and I decided to get a real fishtank, with lots of fish rather than just one. It will be my own little ecosystem,…
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Okay! Let’s get back to the business of blogging (by which I mean “writing a blog post more often than I go to the grocery store.) First, I’ve got a new book out! It emerged from the depths of pre-publication…
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Winter is making me crazy. (How crazy, Jane?) This crazy. A couple of weeks ago, as I put up the garage door to bring the boys to an appointment, a weird thumping sounded from outside. Given the 56 inches of…
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