AMY

novelist, mom of two, championship napper

I didn't realize how allergic I am to bee stings.	Refrigerator Jenga.	Yoga slows me down.
It seems like I can't go more than an hour without a call from school.	When I'm deep in it, I feel what my characters feel.	I'm very happy that my girls have a real relationship with their grandmother.
I think that even if you have an awesome, evolved, helpful male partner who splits the chores, etc., there are still a lot of things that women tend to take on in terms of family life.	The beach has always been my happy place.	I'm within 50 pages of the end.
It doesn't come naturally.	I try to remind myself how fast this time goes.	It feels like home already.
I've been working on this for three and a half years.	And he listens to me endlessly chattering about people who don't exist.	Got up, made lunches, got kids ready for school, went to work, wrote a thousand words, ran to whole foods, took subway home, prepped dinner...
Gardening is sensual, and grimy, and primitive, and sophisticated all at the same time.	A lot of days I'm just in awe of the people my kids are becoming.