Category Archives: A Writer’s Life
Will Ten Cents Land Me in Jail?
If you listen to the Lesbians Who Write podcast, you’ll know I’m truly awful when it comes to math. Side note, when I agreed to cohost with Clare Lydon, I didn’t factor in how many times I’d have to do … Continue reading
I’m No Longer in Control of My Life
For well over a year, many of my friends and the better half have encouraged me to adopt a cat. I’m a pet person. Always have been. However, when my cat died in 2018 (after losing my dog in 2016), … Continue reading
WTF is TB Thinking?
A couple of days ago, I shared my version for the spark of Heart of Ice, cowritten by Miranda MacLeod. Miranda is here today to tell it from her perspective. Take it away Miranda When TB called me last fall … Continue reading
The Spark for Heart of Ice
I need to confess something. I frigging love cemeteries. The old, beautiful ones that date back well over a hundred years. When I lived in London, I would stroll through Brompton Cemetery to let my mind wander. It’s a very … Continue reading
The Wedding Speech I Don’t Remember
Many, many years ago, I was maid of honor for my best friend’s wedding. I’d never been the maid of honor before, and I think it took some time for it to sink in that I would have to give … Continue reading
A Day for Celebration
When Miranda and I published Holly and Ivy, we treated ourselves to a day at the spa. With COVID, that wasn’t an option this time around. However, neither of us wanted to skip celebrating the release of Heart of Ice, … Continue reading
The New Reality
When Clare and I started planning our research trip to Whitstable for One Golden Summer, our cowrite, neither of us had an inkling how quickly world events would change. In February, I started reading stories about the virus plaguing China. … Continue reading
How do you say…?
Sometimes cowriting with an author, even one who is a good friend, presents awkward moments. For those of you who listen to the Lesbians Who Write podcast, you’ve probably picked up on the fact that I’m terribly shy when it … Continue reading