When I was young, I loved sledding – and I loved coming in from the snow just as much, sighing…
Author: Sarah Pekkanen
Torture my husband? Never. The man’s a saint. Well, maybe there’s one tiny little thing he did recently that would…
Out of all the posts I’ve written for the Deb Ball so far, this has been the toughest one for…
As a former reporter, I’m used to print deadlines, and I’ve always loved the rhythm they create. Newsrooms tend to…
Dear Diary, Here are my resolutions for 2010: 1) Will simply ASK acquaintances to tell me their names once again…
I love giving presents. I love getting them, too. Hard to say which is better. But this week, I’m going…
The dedication for my novel was probably the easiest line I wrote in those 388 pages. I didn’t even have…
The first thing most people ask me when hear the premise of my book (it’s about twin sisters who couldn’t…
I live just steps away from Washington, D.C. – a city where people are as likely to ask, “What do…
Before we get to this week’s post, I wanted to update everyone on something amazing: Remember last Tuesday when I…