That feeling when someone tells you that something you’ve written is “voicey,” and that’s kind of neat, but also? You just don’t see it, because it sounds completely plainly said to you.
My 15-year-old made cranberry-orange cookies today, and I’m usually very much a proponent of dessert = chocolate, but wow, these things are good. Continue reading “Voice and Cookies”
We took our kid who wants to be a marine biologist to the aquarium today, and I found this little guy!