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Published in San Diego Magazine's January 2014 Issue | Sailing the World Pregnant (Part Three) 

Part three of my story is published in San Diego Magazine's January 2014 issue!

Check out my article here, entitled, Sailing the World Pregnant, Even Adventurers get the Blues.

I talk about coming to terms with postpartum depression while living in another country.


Published in San Diego Magazine's October Issue | Sailing the World, Pregnant (Part Two!)

Part two of my story is published in San Diego Magazine's October 2013 issue:

Check out my article here, entitled, Sailing the World (Pregnant): Couple stops in Puerto Vallarta to give birth

Especially honored because the October 2013 issue also celebrates 65 years of San Diego Magazine. It's a collector's edition, so grab a copy if you are in San Diego!


Published in San Diego Magazine's July Issue | Sailing the World (Pregnant!)

Honored to be published in the July 2013 issue of San Diego Magazine.

Check out my article here, entitled, Sailing the World (Pregnant), a Local Couple Sets off on a Bumpy Ride.

Loved working with the team at San Diego Magazine. Stay tuned for parts 2 and 3 of the story, as well as updates of our trip around the world!



Year Two of NaNoWriMo COMPLETE!!

If you've been following my blog for a bit, then you'll know that for the second November in a row I participated in National Novel Writing Month (or NaNoWriMo.)

(If you're interested in learning a bit more about NaNoWriMo, NPR just did a great little piece on it here.)

I'm happy to report that I was able to again write 50,000 words for this year's competition. To say I'm stoked about that is an understatement. I have two pieces of full disclosure before I go on. 

1st - I did not write 50,000 words in a new book. Instead I wrote the first two chapters of book two of the book that will proceed last year's and the remaining writing was actually completing the book I wrote last year. So now I have 90,000+ words for one book and the story itself is finally done. I have a feeling that actually editing it for submittal to an agent will take a year or longer. There's a lot of work in writing fantasy novels!

2nd - This year it was really, really, hard to win. I'm talking gruelingly hard. As in the kind of hard where you wake up and work non-stop at your teaching and sewing jobs, from morning until Cora goes to bed and then as soon as her head hits the pillow you start writing until you have met your daily quota and your eyeballs feel like they are going to fall out of your head and you are falling asleep as you type so you have parts of your manuscript that look like thissssssssglkalsdkhgaglkagag. And you do that for 30 days in a row.

Writing at the NaNoWriMo Write-In at San Diego Writer's Ink

I would not have been able to do this without the help of my awesome husband Eric. The dude rocks. He is so incredibly supportive of my belief in this book. Many, many nights he would get home from work and then take over on Cora duty so I could leave to go write while my brain still functioned. He sent me packing to coffeeshops while we were on Catalina on our family vacation so I could still get my typing done and he listened to me talk about the book nodding up and down like he knew every character that I kept bringing up. He rocks. (I think I mentioned that already.)

Writing with Kristine and Tobi at Panera in San Diego. Just keep writing!

And I wouldn't have been able to do it either without my friends who were also doing NaNoWriMo in San Diego (and elsewhere Kelly, that is you!) To Lizz, Kristine, and Tobi, thanks for your support!

To Ella, and my dad, my mom, and everyone else who cheered me on through Facebook, thanks for the encouragement you gave me during the writing process. Ella, I'll be back to writing at FinchFound before you know it :)

And one last thanks, to my friend Kristen Miller, who introduced me to NaNoWriMo last year. Can't wait to read your book once it's published!


I promise to keep you posted on my book as the editing process begins. Going to take the month of December off from it and re-connect with friends and family.


A Mother's Prayer for Its Daughter by Tina Fey

Tina Fey hard at work

First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.

May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.

When the Crystal Meth is offered, may she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer.

Guide her, protect her when crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.

Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels. What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.

May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.

Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen.Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.

O Lord, break the Internet forever, that she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers And the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.

And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.

And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back. “My mother did this for me once,”she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.


-Tina Fey

An excerpt from Tina Fey's Bossypants