::taking a figurative hammer and hitting the holiday project:: Get! Into! Shape! I should do that to myself. I haven’t worked out in 2 weeks. I haven’t walked either. It is super crappy. It’s like Portland, Oregon weather over here, grey and dull and depressing. We mostly have two seasons: awful heat and gloom. We
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Catching Up
Popeyes turkey, a quick recipe, and a funny story.
Is it the season?
Hi everyone, Mod R here. All the Things Ilona Andrews are still happening in the background, soon to be unveiled. Several of you wanted to know if we’ll get the reveal for the Guess the World post and we are *so*, so close you could smell the house fire…oh, oops, is that too much of
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Life Salad
I made it to H-mart. It was glorious. I bought a duck. I bought frozen shucked oysters. I bought mushrooms. Best of all I bought banchan, the Korean vegetable side dishes. They had a tray with like 9 of them on it. I should’ve bought more. Our local Korean place doesn’t offer them, and I
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Conversations at Chateau Andrews
Gordon: Tuna has something. I spin toward Tuna who is crouched in a hunting position by the raised dog water dish. Me: What do you have? Is it a scorpion? Please don’t be a scorpion. Gordon: It’s probably a lizard again. Kid 1: What’s going on? Me: Tuna has something! Kid 1: Not again. Gordon,
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Brainless but alive
The first pass edit on Sweep of the Heart is finished. Finally. This was a bear of an edit, for various reasons, but mostly because very little time passed between finishing the manuscript and editing it. A bit of time and distance helps, but we very much wanted to make sure the audio was available
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Tired
The manuscript is currently at 101, 152 words. It is still not over. Very tired now. Brain is also tired. Coincidentally Kid 2 is finishing her project, so right now our mother-daughters interaction consists of whining to each other through text, “Why won’t it end?” and then staring at it blankly because there isn’t enough
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The Snowdrifts.
It’s Tuesday, the beginning of what needs to be an intense work week, and I have treated myself to a cup of Jasmine Pearl tea instead of my usual oolong. We have plotted the finale of the Sweep of the Heart. Now all that remains is to download it from out brains onto the page,
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The Real Worries
A personal post in the middle of all of that promotional flurry. Those of you with adult children, do you find yourself worrying more about them now when they are adults? I used to really stress out when the kids were teenagers, and they weren’t really doing anything that crazy or bad compared to some
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The Every Day Mysteries
It’s Monday. How did this happen? Most of the renovation is over. We have some shelves that need to be put up, and the front of the house needs stucco repaired and a new coat of paint, but mostly we are done. I’m waiting for it to sink in, so I can exit the crisis
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Monday PSA: I don’t have a mother.
I had my annual mammogram this morning. My mother died of breast cancer. She had “a bruise on her breast that wouldn’t heal,” and she didn’t go to the gynecologist. In fact, she hadn’t gone since she had given birth to my brother, which at that point was over 20 years. I don’t even know
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