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Any Excuse for Cake, I Tell You: It’s the Anniversary of ALL THE DIFFERENCE

Hi! Hi! Hi! It’s the fifth anniversary of the day my debut novel was published (yes this has been a long time no you don’t have to ask me when another one is coming out I AM TRYING). All the Difference had its book birthday on this very day in 2015 and while many, many things have changed since then in both my life and yours and the world’s (OH MY GOSH THE WORLD’S), the one thing that hasn’t changed is this: Books are fun. Drafting books is not always as much fun, nor is getting them published consistently a treat, but this–the writing and the reading and the holding a book in our papercut-riddled fingers, whether it’s our own book or someone else’s book, is one of the best feelings in the whole wide world. Saoirse asked me the other day why, whenever we go to the beach on a family vacation, I don’t go swimming in the ocean as much as I like to sit in a comfy chair next to the ocean. I blinked at her, not sure…

For It’s a Jolly Good Fellow

Okay: I normally don’t post about Book Things here on the ol’ blog, but…you guys. That book that I started so long ago? The book that journeyed through billion revisions and a pregnancy and birth of a baby boy and a wonderful agent and a house move and little to no sleep on its way to actual, real life publication? That book just celebrated (well, we’re celebrating it, anyway!) it’s birthday. It’s a year old, today.I know. I can’t believe it either. (And yes. I AM working on the second one. It’s a slow process, okay?) In the spirit of celebration, I’m hosting a giveaway on my Facebook author page. It’s easy to enter, and I’ll send one winner a signed copy of All the Difference, a cute, roomy tote bag, plus a copy of my friend Kristin Contino’s The Legacy of Us, partly because it’s also set in Philadelphia and partly because Kristin’s writing is a hoot. Sounds fun, right? If you’d like to enter, just go here. If…

I’ll Tell You Now I Keep it On and On

David got me these flowers on our anniversary in July (13 years, baby. Our marriage is officially a teenager). I’d chosen them as part of my wedding bouquet, but just got around to looking up their meaning today, and what I found kind of threw me off a bit: on the positive end, hydrangeas stand for gratitude. That’s lovely. On the flip side? They also portray frigidity, or disinterest (probably not what a couple wants to consider as it goes waltzing down an aisle, but let’s move on, shall we?).  Gratitude and disinterest: oddly enough, they’ve been the presiding emotions inside this ol’ body of mine this past year. It’s what’s prevailing, these conflicting feelings of extreme thanks for all the good in my life: the publication of All the Difference, my lit agent, my writing community, my family and friends and home and all of that. When I wake up every day, my first thought is just that: thanks. I’m so thankful to have this. But that’s before the second emotion sneaks in there, flowing around the side of that gratitude like…