I really like my lap desk. The Husband pointed it out to me at Barnes and Noble one day last November and asked if I’d like it for Christmas.
I hemmed.
I hawed.
It seemed like a gadget.

Sprinting through the Golden Years with a notebook and a dream
I really like my lap desk. The Husband pointed it out to me at Barnes and Noble one day last November and asked if I’d like it for Christmas.
I hemmed.
I hawed.
It seemed like a gadget.
Thank goodness you don’t need a working knowledge of Jane Austen to enjoy this fun novella. I’m not big on Austen or the Brontes but I do love Jenn McKinlay, author of some of my fave cozy mystery series (Cupcake Bakery and Library Lovers), plus Paris is Always a Good Idea, first of a romance duology.
I’ve been enjoying Mayim Bialik’s show, Call Me Kat, an American series based on a British series. I got curious enough to find the British show, called Miranda, on Britbox. Miranda Hart, the star, writer and producer of Miranda also has a producing credit on Call Me Kat, along with Mayim Bialik and her old fictional boyfriend from Big Bang Theory, Jim Parsons. Entertainment seems to be a very small world in this case.
Spoiler: I like them both!
So, it comes as no surprise that I love to read. From Seventeen to AARP, this girl has always had piles of magazines almost as high as her towers of To Be Read books. I’ve been trying to curb my magazine buying because 1.) who has time to read them all and 2.) they’re getting ridiculously expensive. I’ve finally weened myself off the most expensive craft and British women’s magazines, often $15USD a pop!
So, here are the magazines I’ve deemed worthy of my hard earned dollars, in no particular order:
Magnolia
I never really got into the whole Gaines empire but I do love the magazine. Every quarter, there’s a different theme, like Delight or Mindfulness, with corresponding articles and photos. Flipping through Magnolia is like taking myself to a spa—it’s soothing and positive and relaxing. Sometimes I just need a break from social media, news… ya know, real life… Magnolia gives me a restful place to go. Usually with a cat on my lap…
I collect pins. Pretty much everywhere I’ve traveled, be it museum, historic site or tourist attraction, they all have pins. And they’re easier to pack and display later than t-shirts, figurines or even books (but you didn’t hear me say that!).
Later in the year, I might start showing some of the hundreds of pins I have on a denim duster that hangs in my hallway, but for now, I’m showing off a small collection of literary pins I’ve gotten in the last few years. To keep them all together, they normally live on a gray wool motorman’s cap.
As I’ve been laboring over a Christmas romance novella I hope to have ready for this fall, I’ve been thinking about what readers want most when they pick up a book. Snappy dialog, action, romance, suspense. A few laughs, a few tears. Any combination of these can make a passable story. But what I really want when I read is someone I can root for.
Tessa Johnson is definitely someone to root for.
Sixteen-year-old Tessa, who’s moved not only to a new city but is also the new girl at a prestigious arts school, has to prove to herself, more than anyone else, that she’s a romance writer. But that’s hard to do when your words suddenly ghost you and your best friend is hundreds of miles away, even in this technological age.