So this morning I was trying to dance with the baby, make French toast, do laundry, and wash some dishes. All at once, naturally. At some point I must have put the baby down, left the dryer door open, and did some cooking or washing, because this is what I found when I went back to put the wash into the dryer.
Author: Lisa H.
Lisa Holcomb graduated from Texas A&M University in 1998 with a bachelor’s degree in English. She resides in East Texas with her husband, 3 boys, and 2 cats. She writes fantasy and science fiction for both young adult and adult audiences. She has written for numerous blogs, newsletters, and the occasional poetry magazine. She has spent the last couple decades blogging at various websites about growing up adopted and living and parenting with chronic illness, finally combining it all into one blog at http://lisaholcomb.net. Her first full length novel is nearing completion. View All Posts