What is Happening Here?
“A pretty sight, a lady with a book.” - Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle Me a year ago, reading in the hallway of the Historic Central Hotel in Burns, Oregon This is where I write a nice, easy introduction regarding who I am and what I’m doing here with a new blog. I’m typing one-handed because I’m holding my sleeping daughter, who was worried I’d go back out into the night and who “can’t get warm without you, Mummy.” I’m at a cheese-filled table in an apartment in St. Louis (not supposed to eat cheese but we are traveling ), where I’ve watched so many horror shows since arriving last week that I’m almost as scared as my daughter at night, with th...