Yes… although one of us did not realise we were writing a story in which the wicked witches were a little similar to us for some time, and then the other two smacked her about with throw pillows. ;)
It is true that I have been trying to get either MJ or Malinda to run away with me for some time also, but those cruel minxes keep turning me down. Oh well. Back to romance novels and the constant pursuit of evil!
I want to tell you something I am really thankful about.
Theo and I waited until everything was final to talk about him online, although maybe I mentioned him if you saw me in person. Anyway, I’m happy to announce that the reason I haven’t been around the internet all that much lately is because my husband and I adopted a baby!
Here’s is a picture of me with our son, Sebastian. The picture is from Maureen’s apartment, right after we got back from court.
Isn’t he the best?
Isn’t he a tiny turnip?
What does that even mean?
Isn’t it weird how one addresses babies like they are delicious?
Doesn’t he look delicious?
This is his first Thanksgiving, so I am making him what I hope to be a succulent yam glop. I am making the rest of us a succulent yam glop too, but with more marshmallows and refined sugar.
Here’s hoping you and yours are eating delectable things, no matter where you are or what you’re celebrating, or whether you’re celebrating anything at all.
Aren’t they the most loveliest? This is what I have been most thankful for this year: that two of the greatest people I know have a wonderful baby. And now it is all official in perfect time for your strange American festival of the giving of thanks!
Congratulations on it all being done and dusted, every one of the Black family! I’m so happy for you guys, every one.
Happy first Thanksgiving Sebastian! Love, the Weirdo Lady Who Screeches At You On Skype.
Just got back from Holly Black and Sarah Rees Brennan’s London talk! Full post on the event to come tomorrow (because I have to get up for work in five hours, eep) but it was amazing! Best moment: Brennan running from imaginary writing friends and rocking herself back and forth in the corner. No, seriously.
I might have done that. That might be true.
Aw, I am super excited too: Liverpool here we come. We will sign anything—new books, old books, walls, babies’ faces.
Why am I signing Holly up to sign babies’ faces? Because I’m a good friend, is why.