We had moved to Northern California from Chicago, where the crime had begun to feel overwhelming and the weather seemed almost punatively harsh. I didn’t mind these things so much for myself. I was, as any Midwesterner will tell you, ‘used to it”. But now we had little children, and a small town in a moderate climate seemed ideal...
When I first met the founder of Tarweed, I was intrigued by the “business” model of helping writers engage with readers in a different, innovative and fun way. The old publishing model is on its head. Have you noticed? You can’t get an agent, you can’t get a publisher to look at your work unless you have already done the tough work of building...
When I was a girl, I lived on an island. Nobody lived there but me, my brother, and my dad. In the evenings, all my work done, I wandered the sandy trails through trees hung with moss, until I came to one or another beach. There were five beaches, each with its own character. My favorite was Swimming Beach. Swimming beach had sand sloping into...
