I consider myself very lucky that my brand of crazy is recognized so universally that my books have been translated into lots of different languages, and that means I have a whole shelf full of books that I wrote but can’t read a single word of. It’s a weird mix of feeling very accomplished andContinue reading “What’s my name again?”
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Sometimes the only way out is through.
So, I got more medical bad news and it’s not the end of the world but it means lots more invasive tests and very soon I will write about it when I can find the humor in it (and there is humor in it) but today I just feel a little low and the bestContinue reading “Sometimes the only way out is through.”
Want a book for the holidays?
This isn’t a real post. It’s just a quick note to tell you that I’m going to meet the lovely people from BookPeople tomorrow in a parking lot to sign all of the books you might want personalized for Christmas/Hanukkah/Festivus/Flying Spaghetti Monster week. If you want one for yourself or for a gift make sureContinue reading “Want a book for the holidays?”
Hey. Do you need something?
Okay. Next week we’re doing the 7th Annual James Garfield Miracle. Every year I think it will be the last and every year the people who were helped in the past ask me if it’s going on again because they’re now back on their feet and they want a chance to give back and thisContinue reading “Hey. Do you need something?”
I’m barely moving and that’s just fine.
I’m working through this depression and finding more and more days where I’m feeling human. (WHOOOT!) Today is one of those days and it’s an incredible change from the one I had yesterday when Hailey came down for breakfast and was like, “Why are you laying on the kitchen floor?” and it seems pathetic to say I was tooContinue reading “I’m barely moving and that’s just fine.”
Up and down and up again.
If you’ve read here lately you know that I’m coming out of one of the longer depressions I’ve ever dealt with and although it’s still up and down I’m having more and more days when I’m myself again. Those days are bright and warm, and coming back is like the first brilliant, life-saving breath after spendingContinue reading “Up and down and up again.”








