Homeward bound

I just loved my visit Richmond and VCU. Major Jackson gave a terrific reading with me in this gorgeous mansion. Dinner before was courses of pasta and meat, about as yummy as dinner can be. Great conversation with faculty and MFA students. And finished the night with bourbon cocktails. 

Pretty wiped out from the travel, reminding me that I'm still recovering from six weeks of being sick and then sicker. But I feel like by the time Annabelle and I leave for Barcelona next Saturday, I'll be stronger still. Plus she and I enjoy lounging time when we travel, so I think our rooftop pool will do the trick!

Wednesday, February 12, I'll be at the Melrose Library with several KNITTING YARNS contributors. The fun starts at 7:30 and I'd love to see you there!

Tonight:Richmond, VA

All this rest has made me ready to fly to Richmond for my reading at VCU tonight at 7 with Major Jackson. All fingers crossed that my voice holds out and I get through without a fit of coughing! If you're in or near Richmond, come see if I can do it!

Snowy Wednesday

No school! That means Annabelle and I will stay in our jams all day, one of us drinking copious amounts of coffee. There's a knitting room that's been waiting to be organized since Christmas but got ignored due to the flu, etc. Today might be the day!

Looks like travel will be ok tomorrow, so Richmond, VA here I come!

Meanwhile, pork chops for dinner, Top Chef finale, and working on this one's mate:

The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

A lot of things have me thinking about this poem today. The lovely snow falling (pasta fagioli bubbling away on stove). The exciting news that the hubby is running for mayor of Providence. And the idea of promises. 

The full poem here, one of my favorites. 

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

BY ROBERT FROST

Whose woods these are I think I know.   

His house is in the village though;   

He will not see me stopping here   

To watch his woods fill up with snow.   

My little horse must think it queer   

To stop without a farmhouse near   

Between the woods and frozen lake   

The darkest evening of the year.   

He gives his harness bells a shake   

To ask if there is some mistake.   

The only other sound’s the sweep   

Of easy wind and downy flake.   

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   

But I have promises to keep,   

And miles to go before I sleep,   

And miles to go before I sleep.

I hope it brings some things to mind for you too. 

And on another note, I am finally starting to feel better. Still exhausted (went to bed at 7 last night!) but I am starting to feel more like myself. Made that aforementioned pasta fagioli! So will be able to go to NYC next week and have those meetings with editors. Lots of interesting stuff in the works!

And now for the picture of the day. 

Five weeks, but who's counting?

Still not better! But when I get frustrated I just think about how sick I was on Christmas, or during the week with pneumonia and I see a lot of progress. I just want my old energetic self back! 

Another week of rest ahead so that I'll be better for a reading at VCU in Richmond, VA next Thursday night. And of course need to be lots better for my trip to Barcelona with Annabelle in a couple of weeks. 

More chicken soup!

http://www.openroadmedia.com/ann-hood

Yay!

My back list now available as e books!

I am so excited that Open Road is publishing my back list as e books, and that they are all available for pre-order now!

Individual Ebook Pages: 

• Do Not Go Gentle: http://www.openroadmedia.com/do-not-go-gentle 
• Places to Stay the Night: http://www.openroadmedia.com/places-to-stay-the-night 
• Ruby: http://www.openroadmedia.com/ruby 
• Something Blue: http://www.openroadmedia.com/something-blue 
• Waiting to Vanish: http://www.openroadmedia.com/waiting-to-vanish