Category Archives: Uncategorized

Last week, the Princess and I once again indulged in our love of miracle skin care products. This time, it was slug masks. Well, probably not actual slugs. But that’s what they felt like. On a night when McIrish was … Continue reading →

  …is the hospital. Maybe it’s because I wanted to be a doctor, and, failing that, now love being a patient. On Friday, I had a rod inserted into my foot and a ligament repaired because I was born with … Continue reading →

  To honor an Irish saying—never let the truth get in the way of a good story—here are a few anecdotes from my befuddled, jet-lagged, Ireland-saturated brain about the past week. The Spire of Dublin is a newer monument, bucking … Continue reading →

In all the years we’ve been married, McIrish and I have never gone to Ireland, where most of his family lives. I’ve only met three or four of his aunts and uncles when they came to New York. For the … Continue reading →

McIrish and I have been floundering about, trying to find a show that A) has more than one season and B) we both like. We loved After Life, and we’re Game of Thrones fans, and we’ve seen some pretty good … Continue reading →

  I am not a Vegas type of person. I don’t like gambling, crowds, enormous buildings without clocks. I don’t want to see a fake version of Venice or the Eiffel Tower. I’m not really a show type of person, … Continue reading →

  Almost every year of our marriage, McIrish has made maple syrup. He started by buying a few taps and hanging buckets on the maple trees. The kids would go with their red wagon and check the sap, and with … Continue reading →

I want to thank you, readers, for the past four weeks. It was a very busy year. I wrote a book, went on two book tours, attended at least one writers conference, had a child graduate from college, took a … Continue reading →

So…My plotting friends had just left, and the ocean was wild, the tide very high. I thought, hey, I’ve been inside most of the past two days, plotting and laughing (and laughing and laughing) with Huntley and Stacia, eating lots … Continue reading →

If you’re a writer, there is something that I think is almost always necessary to do what we do…solitude. For each of my books, I’ve needed to be alone. This does not include a faithful canine companion. Just alone from … Continue reading →