writergrl @ 2009-10-12T09:08:00

I'll start this entry saying that I was up about every two hours last night checking on my feverish daughter, so if what I write doesn't make sense....it's because I kind of feel like I've been hit by a bus. It's one of those days when I'm thinking about just diving into a pot of coffee and hoping for the best. Who's with me?

In other news, thanks to EVERYONE who came out to see me at Politics and Prose in DC on Friday afternoon. I had a great crowd---with great questions!---and it was really...