• I write books.

    I do! It's true. I have written for all sorts of different audiences. My first book was literary adult fiction and I've written many many books that have fallen into the category "juvenile fiction" and "YA fiction". I talk about my books and writing in general on my other site, which is at www.karenrivers.com. (I don't know how to make that a live link, so you may have to copy and paste.) (Sorry.) THIS site is about me, my hair, my kids, my appliances, and that time that I rode my bike down a cliff and then got stung by a bee. It may not all be appropriately awesome (or even slightly interesting) to kids, so if you are young, LOOK AWAY. That said, there is nothing harmful here, except the occasional swear, which I ask you to edit out with your eyes. Blink blink.
  • I take pictures.







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  • Is it safe to eat raw bacon?

    No. You shouldn't eat any raw pork products. You could get trichinosis and no doubt a number of other food-borne illnesses. With the recent change in food safety standards, I'd frankly cook the crap out of any meat product I purchased before eating it. Even if it's already cooked. Seriously. Keep in mind that I am not a raw bacon expert, I just play one on the web.

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On iPads and SlapChops and Tiny, Tiny Boots.

It was Mother’s Day yesterday and I got an iPad and a SlapChop.   Getting an iPad for Mother’s Day seems surreal but then a lot of things in my life lately have seemed surreal, so why not an iPad for Mother’s Day?   I’m pretty sure that Mr. Spuddle bought the iPad for my [...]

I AM VERY BUSY AND IMPORTANT.

I have a blog?  WHA_HUH?  When did this happen?   Oh, I kid.   Sort of.   I mean, my memory is failing at a frightening rate.   But I do remember that I have a blog, I’m lying when I imply that I forget.   What happens is this:
1.  I think, “I have a [...]

People Talking, People Laughing, A Man Selling Ice Cream.

Guess what song is in my head?   If you can’t guess, that means you are young.   Enjoy your youth.   Before you know it, you are humming lyrics that no one around you recognizes.   Because you are old.   Irrelevant.   Past your prime.
So the other day I was on one of [...]

Writers write. But sometimes they also go shopping, have a grilled cheese sandwich and read a book.

For the last little while, technically it will be a year in July, I’ve been working again.   And by “working”, I mean “writing” because that is the only work I know how to do.   I am between agents but I did sell my own WIP to a publisher and it will be out [...]

Vintage Spuddle: Who’s that chubby baby?

Why yes, that IS me. Aren’t I a little chunk of cuteness?

    

As it turns out, I’m afraid of heights. I mean, like real, full on, can’t breathe, OMG am gonna die AFRAID.

The thing with a lifelong fear of heights is that as a person who is afraid of heights, you tend to avoid heights, period, and then you lose touch with EXACTLY HOW AFRAID YOU ARE.   If “you” are “me”, that is.  You forget.   You think — because you are an idiot — that [...]

Welly, welly, well, well.

Here’s the thing:  I am trying not to be so busy.   I am always so busy (especially now that I’m babysitter-free due to The Single Most Ridiculous Teen Angst Drama in the History of The Planet Earth) and as a result, I run around feeling all the time like I’m LATE (this is because [...]

This is a post about Costco, and also about the LUMPZ. Sort of like a two-for-one deal.

I went to Costco yesterday with my parents because they have a membership and I am far far far too cheap to buy my own, and also because shopping with my parents makes me feel young again as though I am too young to be able to shop for real grown up items on my [...]

Bless me, Internetz, for I have some stuff to confess. Five things. Because I feel like everything on this blog needs to be grouped in Fives.

1.  I took a long break over Christmas in which I did not do a SINGLE WORD of writing.   Not a bit.   I shopped.   I wrapped.   I procrastinated.   I did not write.    AND NOW I AM REFRESHED!    Damn it, I am.   Totally refreshed.   Sort of.   [...]

Creak, creak. Happy New Year! Etc.

I’m a bit rusty.   That’s the creaking.   Get it?    OH, SO FUNNY.   Except not.   AM OUT OF PRACTICE.
The thing with blogging is that it’s like exercising and if you don’t do it every day, it starts to seem impossible and HAS actually been impossible in the last week or two [...]