(The blue walls are hard to see, but they’re there.) I used to have a blog. Technically, I still do, but now it’s just a place where I occasionally post interviews with and essays by writers with kids. But I used to have a blog where I would write regularly. It began in 2002 as a knitting blog (yes, a knitting blog) called Dogs Steal Yarn, but quickly became about more than yarn. It was a place to share pieces of my life with what grew to be, for a time, a surprisingly large readership.
Greetings from the Small Blue Room
Greetings from the Small Blue Room
Greetings from the Small Blue Room
(The blue walls are hard to see, but they’re there.) I used to have a blog. Technically, I still do, but now it’s just a place where I occasionally post interviews with and essays by writers with kids. But I used to have a blog where I would write regularly. It began in 2002 as a knitting blog (yes, a knitting blog) called Dogs Steal Yarn, but quickly became about more than yarn. It was a place to share pieces of my life with what grew to be, for a time, a surprisingly large readership.