In which Teagan tries to figure out what to do on her first day at her new school.

First time ever I've been bummed it's a Saturday.

I'm flipping to the next page in my handbook to see if there are any notes on what to do on the weekend when someone knocks on my door.

"Come in!" I call. If it's Catalina, maybe she can help me figure out where I'm ( Read more... )

From the WIP.

Tara is my twleve-year-old sister. She has a degenerative nerve condition you've probably never heard of and you probably never want to know exists. She's been fine for the past six months. She's not able to walk--she'll probably never be able to walk, no lie--but she hasn't had any new symptoms pop up.

Doesn't mean we're not all ( Read more... )

Boy and V are snowed in at his parents'.  So.

THE PLAN is to write the better part of the night away.

Who's with me?

Last night I got a few solid hours to work on the revision. Basically, I cracked open the editorial notes I'd received and copied everything that applied to the first 10 chapters into my notebook. I glanced through the rest to make sure those ideas were bouncing around in my brain as I restructure this book ( Read more... )