She thinks about George Michael, of course!!! Specifically, she thinks about the fact that dear George has not one but…
Category: Elise Allen
I loooooooove lists!!!! I have a Franklin Planner — not an electronic organizer, but a pen-and-paper binder — and I’ve…
{Insert 1950’s PSA music here — you know the type — it usually plays over black and white films of…
I’ve got to be honest — I don’t get the whole “beach read” thing. By that I don’t mean that…
Okay, kids. Now when a movie producer and an author love each other very much… I’m in L.A., and have…
You’re supposed to shout that header like you’re a soccer announcer. Not sure that was clear. First things first —…
This might be my shortest Deb post ever. What’s my favorite time to write? Whenever. I. Can. Okay, maybe I…
Allow me to clarify. Despite the subject line of this post, I’m not talking about the bowl of mixed berries…
You know the closest thing I’ve ever come to being in a book club? Being a Deb! All five of…
Sigh… It’s been several months already since I had the extreme pleasure of reading Deb Sarah’s beautiful debut, THE VIOLETS…