A Song of Place

I know I’m a bit late to the party, but I finished Where the Crawdads Sing on the flight back. Delia Owen’s novel is beautiful. The descriptions are *chef’s kiss.*

The Calling of the Clans

I’ve finally finished Diana Gabaldon’s Drums of Autumn. The end was a long time coming, and when I got there I was disenchanted with the plot. But the characters pulled me through like they always do.

Just gonna *bragg* a little

I’m doing this writing conference. It’s been so long since I’ve been in conversation with other writers! If nothing else comes from this weekend, I again know there are people out there who think like I do, who see the world move and exist in words, description, colour – living, moving colour. 

2021. Wow.

2021. That feels like a breath of fresh air. Almost. There are a lot of unknowns on the horizon, and I’ve gotta say that makes me nervous.