07.30.2024
When I’m not writing or pretending to write or daydreaming or hanging out with Innocent Husband, Rebel Dancing Daughter, Darling Laughing Son or Adventurous Singing Daughter, I MIGHT be writing a newsletter on Substack.
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I am too lazy to write very many, so don’t worry, you will not be bombarded. Happy day to you.
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07.29.2024
Well, I did it. Darling Laughing Son told me to put up a Christmas tree so I would be in the spirit to write my Christmas book.
I grabbed a few trees, a Santa who looks like he needs a nap, and a 50 year old wreath. I can almost hear the reindeer flying overhead.
Don’t mind the snail! My kids gave that to me and I didn’t want to leave him out. He’s slow but steady. Kind of how I’m writing my book.
The main character’s name is Bellini. Yes, like the drink.

She writes books for kids. She calls herself a “lonely house hermit,” and has four cats.
Bellini has been called home to work at her mother’s bar in Montana, as her mother has had her uterus “stolen” by the doctor and needs help. Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, she needs a happy ending.
Wishing you a happy holiday!
(If Mrs. Claus helps me this book will be out late November.)
07.16.2024
i will say this in a whisper voice with no grammar at all just for fun but i have a new book coming out soon and this is a photo of the rockies in montana where i was gallivanting about last week and where my new book might be set it is about how love can be surprising especially when you have given up on it

06.18.2024
On Saturday I left Oregon at the torturous, bone-jangling hour of six in the morning to head to Helena, Montana.
I don’t “do” six in the morning. I feel like I’ve been hit in the face by a flying goat. It’s unhealthy for me to get up that early. Definitely a fright to my nervous system. I don’t like any frightful things happening to my nervous system as I am nervous enough already.
But, alas, I’ll do just about anything to de-fry my brain and calm down in Montana. It’s like heaven was drawn in a painting and the painting landed across the entire state. I feel like I can breathe when I’m there. Plus, there’s something about the rivers and the mountains that make writing and delving into my boiling and toiling imagination easier.
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