working on our cookbook! phew! someday I’ll stop writing books!

friends, I have been neglectful of you. (not on Tumblr, in more meaningful communication.) I hope I can cease this trend soon.

secret to loving your own writing: reading it while listening to sweeping soundtrack music

today: surreal and a touch magical and melancholy and very, very ordinary. learned about so many people at once. settling into things for the long haul. ready for this change. ready to change things.

when cute French boys send you puppy pictures to cheer you up

for whatever reason I’m in one of those moods where I want to belt out “Can’t Stop Lovin’ You” in increasingly higher keys at the top of my lungs