It’s tragic, but not surprising, that GOP lawmakers who regularly ignore school shootings would also ignore a U.S. Tomahawk missile destroying a girls’ school and murdering 165 children.
My flight’s delayed again, so I’ll be rolling into Houston around 1:30 AM. Is there a combo rave/barbecue/rodeo still going somewhere, or does that not start until 2:30 AM?
Hello Houston! I'll be part of a community conversation following the afternoon performances this Saturday and Sunday. If you’re there, ask hard questions. Bring your aunt. Bring your book club. Bring that one friend who always says, “I don’t usually like historical fiction, but…”
History is littered with men who confused spectacle with statesmanship.
Hey, I’ll be at Mam's Books in Seattle this Saturday 12-3pm, talking books, telling stories, probably oversharing. Come say hi.
Ahhh, the joy of reading all the love-filled Bad Bunny comments this morning. Pure sunrise energy. Warm, inevitable, and beyond argument.
Many of the people hating on Bad Bunny do so because they’re limited people living in an unlimited world. They’re either too self-centered or simply incurious. So they end up afraid of books they haven’t read, places they’ve never been, and people they’ve never met.
Thank you! Give them my best.
It's official. The producers of the Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet musical are doing a 1st Act Showcase in Seattle on May 23-24, at the Langston Hughes Theatre. Will post ticket info soon. Stay tuned.
So…that was fun. And by “fun,” I mean I briefly thought a nuclear bomb had gone off somewhere within driving distance.
Andrea Gibson being alive felt like something from a higher plane had dropped into this grimy world and kept glowing anyway. A living proof-of-concept for what we could be if we were braver, kinder, and less afraid.
Two years ago, some creep showed up at the Wing Luke Museum screaming about Asians as he smashed windows with a sledgehammer. Now you can vote the Wing into the Top 10, which feels like the loudest possible reply.
Calm down, everyone, January 6th was just a bunch of peaceful grandmothers taking photos and exploring the building.
Applying for my visa to China. Two hours of forms so I can spend weeks eating dumplings on a train going 217 mph.
Our daughter is a tattoo artist and for Christmas she tattooed the family. Some families do pajamas. We do permanent life choices.
Leesha lost her mom at 23. I lost both my parents by 32. A few years ago, we set up a small family shrine. It helps, especially on holidays. It gives grief somewhere soft to land. If you’ve lost someone, I can’t recommend it enough.
Tonight we’re doing our traditional Christmas Eve nacho bar, as described in the Bible.
The Epstein files aren't the downfall of Trump. They're the autopsy of our legal system. Cause of death: rich men protecting themselves at the expense of victimized children and teens.
The outline of my memoir.
Next year I'm leading my third writing retreat in France. Wanna join us? The past two years have sold out. I’d like to take credit, but honestly, have you met French wine?
Annnnnnd...here's a link. If you'd like to talk to past participants, I'm sure Carol at Foreword Retreats would love to help you.
Next year I'm leading my third writing retreat in France. Wanna join us? The past two years have sold out. I’d like to take credit, but honestly, have you met French wine?
Have a weird holiday job memory? When I was 19, I worked as a portrait artist at Nordstrom in Seattle—posted up in the cosmetics department, sketching quick (and awful) portraits that came free with certain facial products.
Sometimes I think about Cary Grant, the man who looked like a Republican senator—dropping acid more than a hundred times in the '50s. While most of America was hosting Tupperware parties, dude was spelunking his psyche like it was a national park.
It's such an honor to on this list. My imposter syndrome is forever doing cartwheels.
My friend Lainie was Mrs. Claus in this year's Macy's Parade, delighting some parents, enraging others. Meanwhile her ethnicity went absolutely unnoticed by the only people who matter: children. Kids don't care. Just let Santa and Mrs. Claus live their best lives at the North Pole.
We chose this over Holidays on Ice by David Sedaris.
My book club picked A Very Russian Christmas this month. It’s like The Grinch, except the Grinch never learns anything and everyone stays sad.
When Typhoon Halong struck during the govt shutdown, this corner of Alaska got no aid and barely a headline. Families are still trying to rebuild. Author Don Rearden, raised in the Kuskokwim, and Beth Hill, are leading a relief effort. Your support can finally reach the people who were forgotten.
