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Cover Crops

An author friend of mine hired a graphic designer and has been working with her on where to actually crop the actual cover art for her actual debut novel to be published very, very soon, which is super exciting, but that isn't what this post is about. This post is about compost! Metaphorically speaking. And now that I've got the dad jokes out of the way...

Eight years ago, I literally composted printouts of my work while dreaming that I might finish my debut and begin my novel writing career within months. Ha!


Instead, a few months later, I got pregnant. As it turned out, pregnancy and motherhood were extremely distracting from my writing goals, and I accepted that, because I wanted to make a baby even more than I wanted to make a book. Eight years later, I'm still glad I slowed down my writing to become a family woman. I was an overly optimistic young person with few important responsibilities, which is excellent for starting a family and garbage for writing a good novel.…

You Can't Get Paris Syndrome on Staycation

I just finished reading Z by Therese Anne Fowler, a novel based on the life of Zelda Fitzgerald. While Zelda's malaise was not exactly Paris Syndrome, she nevertheless had an unfavorable experience with the city and its effects on herself and her incorrigible husband.

Zelda was born into a life of luxury. She married a brilliant young novelist who got fairly rich fairly early in his life. She never needed to get a job to support herself or her family. She had only one child, who was mostly raised by a nanny. She traveled frequently, spoke several languages, danced ballet, exhibited her own talent for writing, and lived in many decadent homes and resorts in several nations. And yet, she and her husband were not as prolific at writing as one might expect, because gin is a helluva drug.

I am a strong believer in travel and adventure as creative inspirations. And yet, sometimes, travel is more trouble than it's worth.

Like when you and your husband can't get all your vacation…