First, thank you all very much, I had a great time reading the comments. Still not sure what Zelda’s deal is that gets her hooked, but I have plenty of options now.
Then I played with the type and thought about Zelda, and she has to be this one:

Because it looks like her, that why.
I [...]

I am oddly loath to open that You Again file, and I think it’s because I’m afraid I’ll end up drowning in it again. So, in homage to Bob’s One Sentence Idea, I’m thinking that I should get a good idea of what the story is about straight in my head first, the [...]

So I’m finishing up Agnes—ARGH—and looking ahead to the next book, which is actually my last book, the late, unfinished You Again.
For those of you not up to date on this saga, three years ago I gave my editor, who is a genius and a saint, 64,000 words of a work in progress called You [...]

I needed a photo of my dog Wolfie because I’m working on an idea for a book that has a dog in it based on him and just having him here next to me isn’t enough. For one thing, he sleeps all the time unless I say, “Cookie,” and there’s a limit to how [...]

Saturday, January 20, 2007
I’m an visual geek. Well, you probably guessed that from the collages. Words are great, I love words, and music soothes my savage breast AND beast, but visual . . .
Visuals are shiny. Visuals will make me stop what I’m doing and stare and think in other images. I started out as [...]

So I went to my therapist today.
She said, “So what happened this week?”
(My therapist sometimes has popcorn beside her chair. During the worst of the tour this summer, when Bob and I were having the really colorful fights, she brought Junior Mints.)
I said, “Remember how we were going to do that book about the HWSW [...]

I just wiped out my past. I’ve been trying to get my computers switched over to the new high speed system which involved switching e-mail providers which involved making sure the new e-mail account worked just fine on both computers, and then without thinking I deleted the old account from both computers. And [...]

Writing a book is like wandering in a strange country. You’d think since I made up the country I’d know my way around, but I don’t because I only think I made it up. My theory is that the core of the story exists in my subconscious and that my job is to get out [...]

I’m working on four books. Four freaking books at once.
No, it wasn’t a plan. Do I look insane?
I was supposed to be done with all of them and starting a fifth by now. I don’t know what happened. Well, yes I do.
There was Agnes. She was due August first. Trouble ensued. [...]

I’m cleaning out my office and I’ve reached the Pleistocene Era. Well, I’ve reached 1977 when I was still married and Mollie was a toddler and I took a class on writing and illustrating children’s books at Hartwick College in Oneonta, NY, one summer, writing on a TYPEWRITER, for God’s sake. I think I realized [...]