Wandering through the art galleries of LaConner, Washington with Rebecca. It was too early for the tulips, but since the fields were filled with snow geese, we didn’t care.
Grocery shopping with my dad and spending a day cooking in the kitchen where I grew up, filling my aging parent’s freezer full of premade meals.
Attending Adam’s graduation from law school, reading Lois Lowery’s THE GIVER on the plane ride.
Attending the LDS Storymaker’s conference and redefining my writing goals—coming to the decision to self publish.
Taking pictures of Miranda for the front cover of my novel.
Lounging in a big leather chair at the Mission Viejo mall at 4 am, reading Sarah Dessen’s novel THE TRUTH ABOUT FOREVER and waiting, first in line, for my iPad2.
Hanging out at the lake with my girl’s camp friends, reading Angela Morrison’s TAKEN BY STORM.
Learning how to be a stake relief society secretary and mastering the excel spread sheet.
Celebrating my dad’s 90th birthday with about 300 of his closest friends in the Arlington, Washington ward chapel.
Feeding ducks with Sterling on the Olympic peninsula.
Visiting the sea lions on the central California coast. Reading WHAT ALICE FORGOT on the long drive home. (I LOVED this book, but be warned, it's Australian. If you love Australian and British work as much as I do, you know what I'm taking about)
Going to BYU’s Educations Week with my daughters. Editing my novel during the long drive through the hot desert. Playing the game where Natalie would read a random half sentence from my book and I would try and finish the sentence—something I could do with about 90% accuracy.
Holding the paperback version of my novel STEALING MERCY in my hands.
Hanging out with Melanie Jacobson and about a hundred of our friends, celebrating the release of our books at Nothing Bundt Cakes in Mission Viejo.
Going to see ANONYMOUS with Larry.
Sitting up late into the night with Nathan, working on our ECLECTIC BOOKS catalog.
Hanging out with Jill on a snowy, autumn day.
Watching MIDNIGHT IN PARIS, my very favorite Woody Allen movie with my family.
Discovering SPY, a British sitcom and my new favorite TV show (so sorry Stephen Cobert, you’ve been bumped.)
Meeting Shirley and eating chocolate chip waffles in Provo.
Spending Thanksgiving at Bethany’s new home in Vegas. Reading Sarah Dessen’s LOCK AND KEY on our drive home.
Talking to missionary Jared on the phone on Christmas day.
Sitting beside the Christmas tree, writing on my blog, a stack of books on the table beside me—DEATH COMES TO PEMBERLY, DECEPTION AT LYME, CLEANING NABOKOV’S HOUSE, WITCHES OF EAST END, THE NIGHT CIRCUS, MOCKING BIRD, SPIDER WEB, and THE CLOCKWORK PRINCE. Next year, 2012, I’ll read all of these books and many more. I don’t expect to love them all, just like I don’t expect to love every experience that comes my way.
This year I published STEALING MERCY. Next year I hope to publish my nearly completed novel, A GHOST OF A SECOND CHANCE and also the novel that spent ten months on an editor at Berkley’s Publishing desk, A LIBRARY IN RHYME. I should soon finish my first go at non-fiction, THE REMEDIAL MONEY BOOK. And then if I’m very, very productive I’ll write the novel bouncing in my head that may or may not be called BITZY’S BLOG.
The future is very uncertain, but as long as I’ve books to read, ideas to write and an incredible abundance of people to love, I’m grateful and awed by the everyday magic that I call my life.