I thought this was the year I would return to successfully complete NaNoWriMo. Then, November 1, Santino died. Only three months after Natasha, and with
Year: 2023
It’s coming up hard on that time of year when NaNoWriMo sends would-be authors scurrying to their desks, anxious to pound out 50,000 words in
There’s an interesting dynamic these days whereby some are convinced we’re fully post-pandemic, and others are worried about the resurgence of people becoming ill. There
Just like that, another half year has passed. And so has our beloved “Queen Mum,” Natasha. We had two close calls with her in May
It’s that time of year again when my obligatory rant about the futility of “saving daylight” comes around, and I grouse about another week lost
This month, hubs and I celebrated our silver anniversary. It’s certainly an inflection point, but in the end, mostly just about helping each other make
So 2023 begins. Actually productively. I finished a big editing job this weekend for a nonfiction book that has my cogs turning about the power