Can you spot it? I've been so excited to share this story with you, friends! It took me a while to put this post together because all my writing time has been devoted to finishing my next book, EVERY LAST WORD (which I'm incredibly excited about, so time for brief and not-at-all-subtle plug:
Every year my family and a group of our friends take a trip to Yosemite. It's always fun. We hang out with our kids, hike to waterfalls, bike ride through the valley, and raft down the river. At night, we roast s'mores around the campfire. We were there last weekend and once again, it was unforgettable.
Oh, my... it's been a long time since my last post. I'm not very good at this, am I? In short, I've had a busy travel schedule ever since Time After Time hit bookshelves, and I've also been working hard to finish my next novel, Every Last Word, which comes out next year. I've been
One of the highlights of February was my trip to Evanston, Illinois to speak at the Evanston Public Library and to tour the town where Time Between Us and Time After Time are set. I'm often asked why I chose to set my books in Evanston. The full story is HERE, but this is the short answer: When I decided to write
I am fortunate to know some amazing teens. I remember last spring when I first found out that fifteen-year-old Shona, the oldest daughter of one of our long-time family friends, asked her parents if she could spend her junior year of high school abroad. She had her sights set on a small town in Spain.
I love this time lapse video documenting a very talented photographer's world adventure. 17 Countries. 343 Days. 6237 Photographs. For more information, check out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGnrT0F-Igs
I'm so sad to learn about the flash floods and mudslides last week that destroyed one of my favorite towns in the world: Vernazza, Italy. Anyone who knows me has heard me go on and on (and on) about my love for this quaint, perfect, beautiful town. When my book comes out next year, it
I love writing about the world, but I didn’t start out as a very good traveler. Until I was 28, I’d barely left California let alone the country. And I was okay with that. My world was small and safe. I knew how much each coin in my wallet was worth. I spoke the language.