2:30 AM in Tacoma

I’m wide awake.  And I’m starving!  Thanks, Australia!  I’m really out of whack with the clocks here. Strange to say, the cats and dogs were starving, too.  I think they are opportunistic eaters.

My desk is snowed under with paper, my email is backed up with literally hundreds of messages to go through. So, if you’ve written to me recently, possess your soul in patience!  I will get back to you.

I had such a wonderful time in Australia.  I suspect that just about the time I get back on schedule here, it will be time for me to head out for Trolls and Legends.  I’m very excited about visiting Belgium.  I do need to look up how many tons of chocolate customs will allow me to bring back in my luggage. 🙂

Still starving.  It’s not going away.  Let’s see what’s in the fridge . . .

7 Responses to 2:30 AM in Tacoma

  1. Fridge is a sad, sad place. Looks like a man lived here alone for 12 days or so, ate everything interesting and did not go shopping. Mystery Tupperware . . .Ew. No. Need to find long tongs and perhaps a flame thrower . . .

    Some things never change, I guess 🙄

  2. Try a PB & J – usually will have survived the ravages of time – if no bread I just go for a spoon of PB to take the edge off until I can battle through the front lines of bachelor carnage.

  3. Sounds like my fridge when I lived alone… Fiance wouldn’t let me get a flame thrower though (believe me I asked! well begged is more like it…), had to clean everything by hand :{

    I’ve never been overseas so don’t really know what changing time frames is like but I imagine it must suck!

  4. Hi, I am a huge fan, and have read all of your books published under Robin Hobb. most of them 2 or 3 times. I was wondering if you ever do book signings in Canada? More specifically Nova Scotia? Thanks, Christine

  5. I don’t think I’ve been up to Canada in years, which is ridiculous, given that I’m very close to the border. But that would be West Coast Canada.
    Nova Scotia? In my dreams!
    Many thanks for asking.