Now that I’m 42, I seem to have (mostly) moved past getting hung up on jealousy — or maybe it’s because between my own books, my freelance writing, my kiddo, and family life I no longer have the luxury of time to bathe in the sea of jealousy. More likely, however, is that I now have had enough successes and failures of my own to understand you can’t always be…
There’s still plenty of snow and ice outside, and the groundhogs were divided on whether spring really is right around the corner, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get to a little spring cleaning while you wait for the thaw (unless you live in a place where you’re already wearing shorts and tending to your garden … and if that’s the case, I’m not sure we can be friends). …
A couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to hear Jodi Picoult read from her latest novel LEAVING TIME, and to meet her for the briefest of moments while she signed my book. She was funny, and gracious, and quite down to earth despite her 23 books – the last 8 of which have made it on the NYT bestsellers list. And while I loved learning about the book,…
