Monday, July 12, 2010


My father, raised in the London suburbs on postwar rationing and imperial decline, filled my childhood with gloomy British aphorisms. Youth is wasted on the young. Many are called, few are chosen. I'm glad I can't remember most of them, because they're all showing a disturbing tendency to be proven true.

He did give me one piece of practical advice. If you must write, he told me, with a sorrowful shake of his head, go off and do something else first. Otherwise you'll have nothing to write about except writing.

Of course, he was right about that too. At age thirty-seven, I've finally sold my first novel and started a weblog, and I've got so much to write about I hardly know where to start. I'll blog about history, about current events, about motherhood, about publishing, about my upcoming novel, about (pace, Dad) writing. I might even throw in a post about Tiger Woods, in a desperate attempt to gather more hits.

This blog stands for a lot of things. It stands for hearty breakfasts and dark chocolate, for going out running even when the weather sucks, for classic literature and trashy novels, for old-fashioned dinner parties and new House episodes and champagne cocktails and listening to the other side of the story.

And I guess it also stands for following your father's advice. Most of the time.

What do you stand for?


  1. I love what you say the blog "stands for." In terms of "classic literature and trashy novels" I would say I love when the literature and "trashy novel" comes in the same book we are doubly blessed. In romance novels, I believe it happens frequently.

  2. Triss (or Beatriz, as I guess I should say), reading this blog has brightened my day considerably. You were/are one of those people that seemed destined for great things (although many of us were too thick to fully appreciate it until a year or two after graduation), and I'm very happy for your success. Congratulations and best wishes with your novel.

    -Ken Urakawa

  3. Ken, what a pleasure to hear from you! High school wasn't all angst and your great sense of humor is at the center of many happy memories. Hope the passing years have been good to you -- I'd love to hear what you've been up to! Thanks so much for the good wishes.