Actual novelist, hard at work, pre-outline
We got mail! Say it like the AOL guy.
MAIL SAYS: A couple of months ago I finished a draft of my first novel. I printed it out and put it in a drawer. I even gave it an encouraging pat. I let it sit there for six [...]
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My kids like this ridiculously expensive macaroni and cheese. See how I blame them? But who bought it for them the first time? Who enabled this preference for mac-a-chee that costs three times more than the blue box stuff with the nuclear Velveeta powder that I was raised on? That’s right. [...]
The folks below won Abbott’s excellent new book, American Rose. Which, by the way, is now officially a New York Times bestseller! SO some of you darling human beings were too impatient to wait for the drawing and went out and bought a copy.
Or you gave copies to your friends, or you [...]
Psst! Don’t forget to enter to win a copy of Karen Abbott’s hot new book, American Rose.
SO, if you are in the grocery store, pick up a copy of February’s Vanity Fair and take a peek at pages 115 – 116. I’m in there with a posse made up of The Lady [...]
Karen is coming! Karen is coming! Here to Atlanta. Come hang out with us Tuesday and celebrate the launch of American Rose.
January 18, 2011 Ballroom Book Bash (hosted by A Cappella Books) The Highland Inn 644 N. Highland Ave. Atlanta, GA 30306 Time: 7 p.m. Contact: Frank Reiss, 404-681-5128, email@example.com $10 tickets or [...]
My house looks like a Christmas card!
Mir is calling Georgia’s immersion in the white stuff this word, and so did my husband, and so did my pharmacist who I managed to get on the phone yesterday, so apparently it is a Zeitgeist term that is being randomly adopted? I accept it, because I [...]
When we left me on the long, long, log, long LONG road to Vermont, I had just landed at JFK airport in New York City. I had never been before. I always go to LaGuardia. And truthfully? I have become bored of the story, having told it to my mother, Karen, Lydia, Sara, Jill etc [...]
Can someone get this monkey on a milk carton? STAT!
I am HOME, at last, at last, only to find that my Sacred Paper Calendar has been EATEN by Boggarts. Not my awful cat, although I would not put it past him, but by real actual Irish house Boggarts.
Do you understand that [...]
I am not as angry with my laptop as this guy was with his. But it’s CLOSE. (pic is a link)
So my last entry was SO typo addled I thought of following up by posting an entry that simply said, “Tiored. Sleepilish. Pls remit waffles. Lols my laptop is bork in the mousepartz ohnoez111!!!1111one” [...]
EDIT: Some industrious Vermonting someone has FOUND this entry—–HOW? I hid it so very carefully, on the internet, and who looks THERE? I am now embarrassed about the typos and weird cut and paste errors that riddle this entry. But not embarrassed enough to battle my broken mouse (see next entry) to [...]