Road Trip!

I am a lily-livered, yellow-bellied coward.

Let me tell you about Taos.

This is the trip of a lifetime for me, one I have dreamed of for years.

Writing a book just feels too hard when you look at it from the perspective of what you want it to be at the end: a fucking BOOK.

Sunsets along the rocky beaches of Pacific Grove, California, don’t change much from one evening to the next. They’re glorious, of course — pink, orange, blue and purple all at once as the [...]

And that’s when I finally had to face the real fear: fear of the unknown, of places I've never been.

In which the author changes her mind. Again.

You take care of me and I'll take care of you.

I'm done wishing. Wishes won't get me where I want to be.

Bad news and good.