... Make Ice Cream?
This is one of those notes I never quite plan to write — the kind that happens when real life barrels in without asking permission.
Over the past few days, winter did what winter does best: it froze things solid. A dead car battery in polar temperatures. A frozen hot water pipe inside the house (yes, even with heat tape). And suddenly the careful lines between rent, food, and creative income blurred faster than I’d like to admit.
I later learned that day it was officially “Observe the Weather Day.”
I didn’t need the reminder — but I’ve been observing very closely.
To get the car running again, I had to dig into places I normally protect fiercely — including rent, food, and even royalty money from my books. I promised myself I wouldn’t touch that… and yet, here we are. Survival sometimes wins the argument.
So this note is partly honesty, partly gratitude, and partly an invitation.
If you’ve ever enjoyed my work — the stories, the worlds, the research, the quiet humor, the strange little insights — this is me putting everything in one place and saying: this is how my work keeps me going right now.
📚 All of my books, across genres, live here:
👉 Ye 'olde books
You’ll find thoughtful nonfiction, whimsical fiction, illustrated projects, and poetry to support the nervous system — all organized in one place.
If you choose to purchase, share, or even just pass this along, you’re not just buying a book. You’re helping me rebuild a bit of margin after one of those “everything at once” weeks.
No pressure. No obligation. Just a genuine thank-you for reading, for caring, and for being part of the quiet network that makes independent work possible.
Warmly (and hopefully with running hot water again soon because we like to shower before April instead of being "Suddenly Amish" 🙄),
Alexandra
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