My husband was recently hospitalized for complications related to his Parkinson’s disease. I took him
I recently learned that my two most recent novels, When Heart Shall Fail and A
On January 1, I read a piece by Lauren Jackson in the New York Times’s
I wrote about one road trip from hell—a 2007 trip to New Orleans for my
My son, my first child, turns forty in a few days. It certainly does not
My parents had a stroller for me when I was an infant. I don’t remember
I’ve written several posts in the past about my children as adults. The last such
My daughter has always been a focused individual. I’ve described before her intense effort at
I’ve started decorating for Christmas, which is the only season for which I do much
Many authors these days have very strange browsing histories. Writers of thrillers have to research
My next novel will include scenes with Winema Riddle, a Native American woman who lived
The second of the haunting books in my October series is The Sandcastle Girls, by
I learned in grade school that the state flower of Washington State is the rhododendron.
I only spent one Christmas at my maternal grandparents’ home in Pacific Grove, California. That
My current work-in-progress has a murder in it. I won’t say any more than that
My youngest sibling was in kindergarten the year I started college. When I came home
On a chair in my guest room sit two handmade pillows with cats on them.
Unlike me, my father liked to cook. In fact, he paid part of his way
When I first decided to spend my time writing, I read everything I could on
Almost exactly ten years ago, in late September 2005, I attended a three-day diversity training
I’ve described before some of the problems I’ve faced because my parents decided to call