Things that Go Bump in the Night at the Hospital Me. Stumbling around your room in the dark while you try to sleep, and accidentally doing some sort of Kramer-esque interpretive dance, trying not to trip over your bedside table as I empty your urinal into the toilet. Nothing personal, but I’m trying not to get splashed, although with my luck if I do, you probably have Hep C. Homeless people. It’s the rainy season here, and they come in like ants moving to higher ground. I can’t really blame…

Book Chick City’s Where Stories Are Made feature is where an author takes us on a tour of their writing place, be it an office, coffee shop or park and tells us about their writing day and rituals, along with a few photos. We all like to be a bit nosey sometimes, don’t we? My place is teensy. My husband, cat, and I all live in a 350 square foot studio. We don’t even live in a hip city – we’re sort of too lazy busy to move right now. So…