There's been much a-brewin' in the Lentzski household these days. First, I got married. Second, I moved to Boston....uh, surprise?
The movers came on a Friday, we were married on Sunday, and on Tuesday we packed up the cat and the turtle and drove 16.5 hours from Wisconsin to Massachusetts. It's been a non-stop summer between planning a wedding and a cross-country move, and I'm looking forward to things starting to settle down. There's still boxes to unpack, tedious moving details to take care of, and a cat who's been taking naps under the bed.
I've lived in the Midwest my entire life. I love the Midwest. I love the Midwest so much, I write novels about women falling in love in the Midwest. The move was employment-driven, but it's also about having new adventures. I now find myself entirely out of my comfort zone and away from friends and family, but knowing that I have you all helps ease that anxious pit at the base of my stomach.
Because of this chaos, I haven't been able to write much lately, but once the packing boxes have been recycled and I can coax my cat to get out from beneath the bed, know that I'll be back to work and back to bringing you stories.
In the meantime, if you know where I can get good Mexican food in New England, let me know.