These days, I’d probably site four different writers who’ve most influenced my own fiction writing, some subtly, some more directly. In most cases, it’s more of a fantasy standard toward which I aspire… Read More →

I am a Les Mis DWEEB. If there were a Bieber-level Broadway Play fangirl equivalent, I’d be the president of that club. But without the death threats and pushing other girls and trying… Read More →

This post probably needs a disclaimer.  Not quite what you think. Not along the “NSFW” lines, though I am prepared to be fairly frank.  No, it needs a big “I can’t be held… Read More →

Okay, so, it flies in the face of “Relevant Blogger Standards,” BUT, I’m totally filleting traditional expectations and am NOT dedicating this sudden reemergence to The Hunger Games (though I *did* get a huge, evil… Read More →

Ending any sort of long relationship: hard. Even if that relationship is with an apartment. Saying goodbye to a dear and constant friend: also hard. Even if that dear and constant friend is… Read More →

First pet peeve: novels that tell you they’re novels right on the cover. Gee, I’m buying this from the fiction section of Costco, for instance, of COURSE its a novel. And also: don’t… Read More →

Uh, I need something explained to me. WHY AM I THE ONLY PERSON WHO DOESN’T THINK THIS MICHAEL FASSBENDER GUY IS THE ULTIMATE SEXY? Lemme clarify — not only am I not quivering… Read More →

I had a dream on Saturday night that I was pregnant. And so was my mom. And she was giving me delivery tips. And I had the easiest delivery in the history of… Read More →

Things we’ve covered here before: Heather loves bad movies. Things we may not have covered here before: Heather (lately), specifically enjoys Kristen Bell’s quasi-slapstick-ee brand of bad movies — those movies that can’t… Read More →

{that’s me! in the snow! almost to the top! Tip: click the pics to zoom!} I climbed a mountain this weekend. It was covered in snow. I have photo evidence. Me. On a… Read More →