When I was a kid, I was really into dollhouses. I had a couple of them, from a small one my grandfather made me to a fancy one I saved up for ages to buy for myself. I had rooms full of furniture, cars for the garage, food for the kitchen. Oh, and an entire backstory for the family that lived there, complete with written history (divorces, marriages, intricate personality details....I guess that was the beginning of my writing life, although I didn't know it at the time). Anyway, eventually I gr
Published on August 12, 2009 11:21