My husband is reading Darkrooms and Safe Light. This isn’t completely out of character for him. He’s read Art After 5 and half of Counterpoint, but he doesn’t typically read as I write, nor does he usually hound me for updates then offer to leave me alone so I can finish a chapter. I asked [...]

I went back and forth on if I should include a translation of the Latin at the end. I decided not to, because I didn’t want to write a long-winded end note, but also because it was already included in an earlier chapter: Though I’m still having difficulty believing he’s gone, I believe without question [...]

I’m naturally introspective. I think, usually too often and too much, analyzing everything. This is especially true of milestones and anniversaries, and the process of writing the end of Counterpoint has been no different. In many ways, Counterpoint is the greatest gift my involvement in fic has given me. It started as a simple writing [...]

I want to apologize to readers who read Chapter 45 when it was first posted. I’m not sure what happened in Microsoft Word when I accepted the changes suggested by my beta, but almost none of them were reflected in the document. It erased them, but then didn’t actually make them. Anyway, I’ve gone back [...]

When I was a recent college graduate, I took a job with a major cell phone carrier. After 9/11, more people than I could count came into my office in tears, wondering if there was a way to retrieve voice mail messages even though the phones (much like the people to whom they belonged) were [...]

I’m sick in bed and reading reviews, and I see one question coming up again and again. Why did you do it? The death of Carlisle (Whit in my head) was always in my outline. Though it does give Edward a sense of urgency, that had been brewing beneath the surface for a while by [...]

It’s a warm, wet Monday in Philadelphia and I sit here pounding through some of my Fandom Gives Back pieces. I auctioned off 190,000 words for Alex’s Lemonade Stand; I have 177,000 left to write. I guess I should get on that. I’m frequently asked about my update schedule for Counterpoint and Some Little Girls. [...]

The oldest trees on Princeton’s campus are a pair of sycamores that were planted to commemorate the repeal of the Stamp Act in 1766. I know, I know. I could have used any deciduous trees to indicate the passing of time and the changing seasons. In fact, in early drafts I used elm trees, which [...]