Strange

What was I thinking, am I mad? To say I would blog every day for a month! Isn’t it the strangest thing—that after I wrote a guest post for Justine, about how I cannot blog every day—I came straight back here and, as if in a trance, promised I would blog every day.
As if that was the right thing to do, to celebrate ten years since my first novel.
Forgetting all about champagne.

Well, but I promised. So I will do it. In May. Every day in May. On account of the rhyme.

Meanwhile, my sister

Meanwhile, my sister, Liane Moriarty, now has a website, and a blog. She's already written three posts on her blog, wham, wham, wham, she just steps up and writes, all of it funny.

Liane's most recent books have w's in them. What Alice Forgot, and a children's book, the Wicked War on the Planet of Whimsy. Both books are wonderful and wise; whirlwinds of wonder.

Another thing. The letter of the day on Sesame Street today was w. I'm not kidding.

(The number of the day was 11.)

Guest Post

Justine Larbalestier is an excellent writer with an excellent blog. The other week she very kindly asked me to write a guest post for her, and here it is.