Sara Ryan

Blonde hairspray, Walgreens. (Boy did it smell foul.) Trenchcoat, Steve’s. Short-sleeved button-down and sweater vest, estate sale. Snowy, née Ike from Dear Mrs. LaRue, Goodwill. Coloring doctored with an entire bottle of Krylon flat white spray paint, Hankins Hardware. Not visible in photo, but vital: Plus fours, actually Canadian wool army pants buttoned at the [...]

It’s been busy. Most of these I’ve previously tweeted and/or Facebooked, but hey, not all of you follow me in those places, right? I was intending to extol the virtues of Richard Thompson’s Cul de Sac, but Shaenon Garrity has done the job better than I would’ve. Here’s Robin Wasserman being smart and interesting about a bunch of [...]

Hey Katie — My response to your message bounced, so here’s my answer: I’m glad to hear that you loved Empress! I’d be happy to answer any questions that aren’t already answered here: FAQ Bio Information for School Assignments …actually, that goes for the rest of y’all, too. Questions?

“If you’re the kind of person who likes that sort of thing, it’s the sort of thing you’d like.” Though I’m a fan of clever Venn diagrams, I could not in good conscience wear the shirt with the above design. I’m not a music geek. I’m relatively musically adventurous, but I tend not to actively [...]

If you’ve ever doubted that books change lives, I suggest you attend a Tamora Pierce event. I took this inadequate photo at eleven o’clock last night (and futzed with it slightly in Flickr’s Piknik mode). At that point, these fans had been waiting about three hours to have their books signed — and more importantly, [...]

I’ve turned in my revisions to the Bad Houses script. This may or may not be the last round of changes. I’m waiting to hear. I’m waiting as I write for Tamora Pierce’s flight to arrive. I always like to be early; knowing that I’m where I’m supposed to be. (Portlanders, do you have tickets [...]

From the mailbag: I’m just wondering how would one send a graphic novel script on its own without illustrations to a publisher, or can you even do so? The short answer is the ever-popular “It depends.” Slave Labor won’t consider a script without art — or art without a script, for that matter. Dark Horse will, [...]

It’s National Coming Out Day, and that is swell. But where is “out” exactly? I don’t think it’s a place you ever actually arrive. I think coming out is like working out. Maybe you’ve always done it. You’re a sexual identity athlete, you’ve always known, rainbow flag perpetually waving. Maybe friends have been telling you [...]

Friday began with another long ride on the G, followed by an awkward interval of attempting to navigate to Cafe Grumpy Greenpoint via my phone’s GPS while simultaneously holding an umbrella that kept blowing inside out. But I managed to follow the little slow-moving blue dot on the screen to my red destination. Cafe Grumpy [...]

Thursday: I took a long ride on the G train to Word in Greenpoint so I could meet @bookavore, aka Stephanie Anderson, in person. It’s a great store, cozy and well-curated. I bought Carl Wilson’s Let’s talk about love: a journey to the end of taste, which I’d been wanting for a while, and Richard [...]