Baby #2 has arrived (well, four months ago, already!) and we’re all swimming in a new reality here. We’ve significantly lowered our standards on what counts as clean and dinner and a good night’s sleep. My writing is no exception. In any given week, I’m lucky to get a half-hour alone with my laptop before someone is crying about something (and sometimes that someone is me — heh). But it’s all good. I’ll spare you the gushing about the incredible cuteness and wonder and beauty that makes it all worthwhile, but trust me when I say it is. Bringing new people into the world has sucked the life out of my novel, but I know that eventually things will get easier and the novel will get written. You can read more in my piece on the AGNI blog.
Prose, Poetry, and Paint
