February 23, 2009 – 10:39 am
Things I did not do in New York:
Have a drink
Visit the Empire State Building
See the Statue of Liberty
Eat a hot dog
See a celebrity
Find SoHo
Visit the Guggenheim or the Met
Finish my book
Things I did in New York:
Took a ride in an ambulance and visited the emergency room
Napped
Wrote
Took the subway
Walked *everywhere*
Traipsed around Central Park with all my [...]
February 12, 2009 – 12:05 am
I may be the only person who takes a vacation to write a novel.
To be fair, the damned thing’s about 80% finished already. Well, maybe 75%. The point is, I’ve got verbiage, people, and I’m not afraid to use it.
I started this book (not to be confused with the other three books which are [...]
October 26, 2007 – 10:51 pm
I had the right idea on the way down. Sitting at the airport, waiting for my flight to San Fran, I cracked open the laptop and started working on my long-abandoned first novel, which I rediscovered while backing up my old hard drive. Reading through it, my first thought was “Huh – it’s not that [...]
November 27, 2006 – 11:29 am
(That’s “jiggety jig” in the “home again, home again” sense, not any sort of newfangled rap reference. If you were confused.)
We’ve been home since Saturday afternoon, but the last day and a half was spent laying around in a post-vacation daze. Home seems particularly small and cluttered after six days at Auntie Pep’s spacious abode, [...]
November 21, 2006 – 2:27 pm
Family and holidays: what could be better? And by better I mean worse. Ha! I kid. Or…do I?
Sunday kicked off a week in sunny Santa Cruz, which both Not So and I call our hometown. In the case of Not So, it’s actually the truth! I did go to high school here (well, [...]
September 26, 2006 – 2:09 pm
I just finished my Corporate Identity class on Saturday (final grade: A!). I’ve got two weeks before the next class starts, which I am declaring The World’s Shortest Summer Vacation.
My vacation is off to an inauspicious beginning: Not So is sick. He has a cold, poor thing. Do you hear that? That is sympathy. I [...]
Day One: 4:00 am
Four hours of sleep. Mexico, here we come!
12:00 pm
My feet are so swollen, oh my god. When did I become the type of person whose feet swell? This never happened before I was pregnant. Never.
3:00 pm
I’m so glad my baby isn’t one of the poor kids wailing about the pressure change. So [...]