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“For the boy I was, the book I could not find” It took me years, YEARS to understand that. It’s the dedication of Ed Emberley’s Drawing Book of Animals. There’s a small black-and-white photo of a boy, and this dedication. … Continue reading
Six weeks in, and I bled. I was at work, sitting down, and felt that rhythmic gushing like I was having my period. It didn’t occur to me that I might be bleeding, because I was pregnant! I wasn’t supposed … Continue reading