I really need to trim my bangs. I feel like a Shetland pony. In other news, I’ve outlined Le Novel but I ran into the brick wall of novel-writing when my dad noticed me working on it and asked the question: “What is it about?”
Here’s what I came up with: “Um. A girl. A girl who goes to California to find her estranged mother who works in a cupcake shop.”
I felt it was a very succinct summary, but he only stared.