HomeBird by Amy Lane Crispin Henry isn’t an adventurer. He learned early on that the world is a frightening place and that home is rare and precious. If his friends didn’t drag him to sports games and ill-advised trips to Vegas, he wouldn’t get out at all—and his trip to Munich for Oktoberfest is no… Read More

Eight days before Christmas, my weekend did to me… 12 Folks at T-s B-day party 11 hours coughing 10 different stores a-shopping 9 miles looking at lights 8 revisits to the list 7 fresh work deadlines 6 more things I need to craft 5 KIDS TO SHOP FOR 4 Posts for a blog tour 3… Read More

So, Squish and I were going to pick up ZoomBoy. We saw him at the intersection, leaning against a fence, waiting for the walk signal. “Doesn’t he look cool?” I asked– that is not ZB’s default. “Yeah,” Squish said thoughtfully. “Ankles crossed, hands in pocket, eyes closed. Looks like a movie star.” Then the light… Read More

To the person who posted the Yip Yip pattern on my FB group–Parker Williams, you know who you are… First off, I would like to say, I had a handle on my Christmas crafting. I swear I did. I was going to make three of these things here: And then I thought, “But that went… Read More

Okay– so a super short bit today. Paint it Black is getting ready to be finished, and it’s nearly 100K and yes, I know that’s too many words, I don’t know what to tell you. Also, it needs another sex scene. Anyway– the following happened today: Took Johnnie to the vet, where I had to… Read More

So I shit you not. The license plate of that vintage automobile driven by that charming elderly couple wearing very distinctive holiday costumes is GNGL BLZ. It’s enough to look for signs of Christmas cheer. Such as… *  The Lego Advent Calendar is opened and pillaged and fought over * Strange packages arrive that Mom… Read More

So, the kids and I got haircuts today–and I forgot to get a picture of Squish, but I have to tell you, she was adorable. ZoomBoy and I took selfies to, because I bobbed mine right below my ears. Looks… well, whatever. Looks like hair. I don’t have to brush it anymore, that’s the thing…. Read More

 So, super quick reminder tonight! The first thing is that I’ve released this story–which was previously in the Grand Adventures anthology–as a freebie on what is now Prolific Works. You can claim your copy here-– it’s a teeny tiny feel good vignette, so enjoy! Here’s the blurb! A Gentle Shove of Human Kindness by Amy Lane… Read More

Okay–so our winters here are usually pretty temperate–I admit that. But we do live within 45 minutes of the Sierra Nevadas, and the snow line. In fact, Foresthill, where Green’s Hill is fictionally located, is RIGHT ON the snow line. So, Squish had three games there this weekend, in all flavors of winter. There was… Read More

So, I’ll be honest. I gave up with the GIANT CHRISTMAS KNITTING QUEUE about six years ago. The people I love get knitwear when they ask for it, I’m always working on something and I’ll give it to them when I’m done. But as this Christmas approached I had… urges. Unholy, unhealthy, inescapable urges. I… Read More