Why do I butcher chickens? Simple! I butcher chickens because … No! Why do I butcher chickens? Ah, the why behind the why. That’s a longer tale, and it goes back to 2009 when Matt and I quit the American Dream and packed up a 26-foot Penske to move in with his parents. Even that truck took … [Read more...]
Archives for May 2017
The Other Grandma
Be who you are. Don’t let anyone tell you who that is. You tell them. That’s the essence of Grandmother Sawyer. My other matriarch, Grandma Barovian, can also be summed up in a conversation – the one she had with me before each dance recital: If you mess up, I’ll tell you. If you do well, I … [Read more...]
Grandmother Sawyer
On the day my grandmother died, it was her half-finished foundation bottles that caught me. I hadn’t paused since I got the call she’d died, but went about the rest of the day with robotic efficiency. I wrapped up the meeting I was in, made arrangements for the kids, headed to her apartment, said my … [Read more...]
How the Sausage Got Made
Greetings from Comma Land! Actually, I’m just back from Comma Land, otherwise known as the line edit of my book where I’ve spent the last couple weeks answering important questions, like: Do you need to “glance over” when you can just “glance?” What else do you shrug if not “shoulders?” Just why … [Read more...]
My Hundred
I didn’t need a hundred to write a book. Stories are my native language, which is basically to say I read a lot as a kid. A lot. And when I wasn’t reading, I played story – with a Barbie, a My Little Pony, a friend. I can’t read as much now (I fall asleep too fast), but that’s okay because I tell … [Read more...]
