I'm getting cozy this fall as I work on my fourth book, The Last Camellia (I'm really enjoying the writing process on this one, and I can't wait to share more of the story with you!). I'm also craving all kinds of fall things, like

Happy first day of autumn! (This lovely print was found here.)

I'm busy finishing up a few books that I committed to reading for jacket blurbs (I can't wait to tell you about them---such good stories!), and then I'm on to a big stack of new books that I've been collecting to read. The first, The

Oh Nigella. I love your food, and I love your library! (And, it makes me feel better about the stacks of books in my office!)

Yesterday my favorite mug, the lime green circa 1963 number, broke. I couldn't believe how sad I felt when I saw the handle crack right off. I felt so sentimental about this mug, it was as if I'd lost a treasured friend. I bought a

Do you bird watch? I have a confession: I used to think the idea of it was so booooring. I may or may not have even exchanged a few snickers with my husband about bird watching, too. But a funny thing has happened to me

I love this print, and I love the handwriting just as much!

Today was an incredible day for The Violets of March. The amazing team at SheReads chose my novel as their September book club pick (such an honor!) and as a result, Violets suddenly skyrocketed up the charts on Amazon.com and elsewhere (a friend called to

I was so excited to see this photo that my husband snapped at Fred Meyer (a huge chain department store/grocery store in the Seattle area), where The Violets of March appears on a staff picks shelf, along with a few books written by friends, Allie

This makes me happy. And I love that my boys love Mr. Rogers too. (We downloaded a bunch of episodes on the iPad, because they're not on PBS anymore. Boo hoo.)