I’m busy working on my new novel (YA, Fantasy, Dystopian) but wanted to share a bit of other exciting news with you. I’m moving! No—not to a new blog, to a new house. Or rather… a new, old house. Actually, we’re moving (The husband, puppy and me). That’s right, it’s out with the new and in with the old.
After spending 15 years in a new house (We were the first owners, so it will always feel new to us.), we’re moving to a brick bungalow, built in 1915. It’s a beautiful home in an equally beautiful, historic neighborhood—both of which I can’t wait to explore.
We’re moving in slowly, over the next several months. In the meantime, I’m posting a few pictures of some of the things I like about my new, old house. Things I call “character” that, like 20 something-year-olds, most new houses don’t have. (Don’t worry, 20 something-year-olds, you’ll have more character than you want, soon enough!)
Enjoy, and by the way—Happy Valentine’s Day!