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Tag Archives: Jen Larsen

Not Writing time

I have a funny little OCD problem: I can’t concentrate if resources are being wasted. For instance, if the light is left on in the bathroom, I’m incensed. I will think of nothing else until I can turn it off. Similarly, the dishwasher can drive me to distraction. We live in an old house, the […]

Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more

I’m having what The Boy calls “a crisis of confidence”. I don’t know that I would call it that. I think I would call it that I sometimes hate writing. And it’s not even that I hate writing. One doesn’t write for a living and then write after the work day is complete if one […]

Everlong Everwood

Mo and Ian graciously allowed me to crash in their living room on the California leg of CA/UT trip. I thought I wasn’t planning anything, other than meeting Magnus (who is absolutely gorgeous and I can’t stop looking at his cuteness) and also, a last minute plan to race up to Napa for brunch at […]

Finnochio: A small puppet-like creature from Finland

Jake and I went to Jen Larsen’s literary reading in Berkeley with Monique and Jen Wade (who is one of the most brilliant and hysterical people I think I’ve met and might just possibly be perfect. If there is ass out there to be kicked, I think Jen is the girl to do it. With […]

Not a Howl but a whimper

I wander around City Lights bookstore, dizzy by the stacks and stacks and stacks of words I love so much. I have tiny triumphs each time I see one of my beloved authors displayed, the authors I have to special order back in the land of John Grisham, Nora Roberts and Danielle Steele. The black […]