The Overlap Between Writing & Gardening

Forget-me-nots in my garden

Those of you who have followed “…on Anything, Really” for a while may have picked up that I am into my garden.

It’s definitely a “real” garden, too, which means that it’s not easy care, particularly in spring when all winter’s “stealth” weeds suddenly burgeon “full throttle.”.

So a few years back, when I was storm-tossed on the vasty deeps of writing Daughter of Blood, the garden and those unstealthy weeds did rather get away from me—but I remember a friend assurin...