Month: December 2017

I am grateful for vacation and long holiday weekends.  I’m grateful for Caribou Coffee and Americanos with room for cream.  And although you’d think that this cozy coffee shop would give me plenty of impetus for inspiration (or “scope for the imagination” as my dear friend Anne Shirley would say), this day has found me relatively tapped of anything other than a fond hello to my blog readers.  I hope that whatever holiday traditions you embrace, that you’ve had a pleasant season, and that you’re eying 2018 with a sense of adventure versus trepidation.

I’ll be back in 2018.  I have some stories to share and some goals to set.  In the meantime, merry everything and we’ll see you in the new year.

Best,
Shelley

Here’s a holiday gift idea for the metal-loving cat lady in your life.

This was an enjoyable piece from Lithub about how L.M. Montgomery’s “Anne of Green Gables” is the “patron saint of girls who ask too many questions.”

I think I’ve talked ad nauseum about my love of the Royal Family.  So you can imagine that I was delighted to hear that Prince Harry proposed to his girlfriend, the American actress Meghan Markle.  To complete the awesomeness of this announcement, the Kitchn published this piece announcing that the Barefoot Contessa herself has given her blessing to the new royal couple.

Finally – check out my Events page.  I have an event coming up in January at the Rochester Barnes & Noble!

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Watching: I had some personal time over the Thanksgiving holiday and after CRUSHING a Turkey Trot, I recovered while watching BBC’s “North and South”  (Richard Armitage – swoon.)  and the London-based police procedural “Luther” (Idris Elba – also swoon.  There was a lot of swooning over the Thanksgiving holiday, apparently.)  I don’t watch a lot of TV (Reasons: Young children and literary dreams.), but both distractions were enjoyable.

Reading: I had to abandon Sherman Alexie’s memoir (wait list at the library and someone is wanting to read it!).  I’ll pick it up again later.  I was bemoaning how slow I am when it comes to reading, but then I slammed down Colleen Hoover’s “Without Merit” last night. And that was good …

Writing Life: Edits. Edits.  Built a Visio to mindmap where my book is at.  Edits.

Have a good weekend, friends!