Embracing Rejectomancy

I am in denial.  Every day I pretend I have a life, and the reason I check my emails seventeen times an hour has nothing to do with the three requested fulls I have currently under consideration with agents.  I act cool, casual.  Pretend patience.  But I’m not fooling anyone.  The truth is, I’ve been bit by the querying bug,

Strawberry Pie Memorial

This is what comes from rampant flights of imaginative wonder coupled with a tendency to obsess.  I didn’t mean it to happen.  I was just day-dreaming a bit and thinking up a spunky little fellow for 13 Demon Days, but apparently my creativity has taken on a life of its own.  Look what followed us home

A Hog Day w/o Hollering

If you smelled something heavenly Saturday, you needn’t worry.  It wasn’t the rapture and you weren’t left behind–it was just Hillsborough’s much anticipated Hog Day!  My first favorite of the day had to be this hat, which was spotted by the fantastic and fun Orange Charter School table.  Next on our list of must haves was of course food,

Seven Stylish Secrets

I usually blog on Sundays, but since I sometimes blog on Mondays or even miss a week, today I’m blogging on Friday.  Did that make sense?  Oh, good!  For a minute there I thought my logic had gone bad. The wonderfully stylish and sensational Pat Esden has tapped me for the: Which I’m delighted to