#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Sister Pam

My youngest sister, Pam, is in Spokane for a visit. I met her at the airport yesterday and she followed me home in her rental car so we could catch up. (She’s actually staying with our mom.) We both speak the same language: ART. Pam is an exceptional polymer clay artist, but her creativity is boundless. She made the neatest miniature table, all from recycled materials–it’s an impressive piece of work. Mom, Pam and I are getting together for lunch today.

I’ll be working around my writing quota for today. :)

One of my favorite things about art (and life) is the high of an ah-ha moment, a discovery, a little buzz of WOW. I try something in my studio or at my computer–it works–and I’m thrilled. If it doesn’t work, that’s okay, too, because I’ve learned something, and it’s full-circle back to discovery again. It’s win-win!

How I ramble.

So, anyway, welcome to town, Pam.

See you at lunch.

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