Hello, hello? Is anyone still here? It’s been so long since I posted, and part of the reason is I’ve been traveling here…
and here…
and to wonderful schools like this one, where my photo was taken by the amazing fifth grade photography club…
and soon I’m on my way here…
and here, where I’ll be among my people…
and in between I’m, well, writing books, I guess. Book festivals are wonderful, for meeting readers as well as other writers (whoa! can you say Christian Robinson? Miranda Paul? Anthony Marra? Rainbow Rowell?) I also wind up discovering places I never otherwise would, like Sheboygan WI, where you can walk down Main Street and stand on the breath-taking shore of Lake Michigan, and Cincinnati OH, a key spot on the Underground Railroad and also the home of the world’s weirdest chili. I have some wonderful photos, and as soon as my camera and computer decide they’re speaking to each other again, I will.
Autumn is always a wistful, homesick-ish time for me. Something about the slant of the light, the slow, reluctant way the leaves drift down, how early the lamps come on in the windows. So going away is sweet, and coming home sweeter. Hello, hello! Good to be here again.