I frequently forget to post adorably weird things about Ben. He is fabulously weird. Case in point: I walked into the living room this morning and he was having a conversation with the dog about parrots. “How do people live with them? What if they landed on your head claws out?! There’d be blood everywhere! I should ask Aunt Kay. Oh, wait, she kept her birds in a cage. You should be glad we don’t keep you in a cage, Rose. Or birds. Mama doesn’t like cages OR birds.”
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