Deanna Raybourn

Ooooh, happy reading! 🦋

I adore this podcast—it’s been a very soothing listen during all the chaos of book tour! Ask me anything about Emma of Normandy. I dare you. (The answer is always Aelfgifu. Also, I’m not looking up how to spell that, so let’s pretend it’s correct.)

I’m afraid to look.

HAPPY FRIYAY. Ye gods.

Wait, is that how they lure people into giving blood? The kind smiles and helpful demeanors??

I will also say that out of the seven airports I’ve been in this week, the St. Louis folk have been the friendliest by a MILE.

There is a blood drive at this airport and someone just wished me a “Happy Friyay.” St. Louis, you have some explaining to do.

So Philip Glass just joined TikTok. He only has like 4 posts and they’re simply him in what I assume is his living room playing the piano. First comment on one I saw was “your piano is too close to the fireplace, you’ll dry it out” and if that’s not the internet in a nutshell I don’t know what is.

The very best album cover.

Ricky understands the importance of moisturizing.

Thanks so much for coming!

What in the chicken-fried hell did I just read with my own two eyes.

Goodness, you were early! I just arrived. 🦋

Congratulations!!

10/10. Shakespeare never misses.

Wait, I’ve been on a plane for two hours. Do I need my Marilyn BYE BITCH gif?

New podcast day! Here's ep. 392A: Deanna Raybourn stops by to celebrate the publication of the tenth Veronica Speedwell mystery, A GHASTLE CATASTROPHE! We take a look back at her life and times. @deannaraybourn.bsky.social

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All the best for a speedy recovery! 🦋

Flying a ton this week and it’s all been fine. You’ve got this!

American.

I mean, I’m glad they decided not to just run with “it might be fine.” They got us another plane and I’m safe in Houston, but pour one out for the poor baggage crew who had to load, unload, reload. Bless ‘em.

So we boarded the flight for Houston, then they pulled us off again because they decided the tire would probably burst on landing.

I love this for her.

Okay, but are you SURE?

Who among us hasn’t forgotten the odd chalet?

Peter just emitted a tiny snore. I’m rooting for this guy.

Spoiler: Peter is, in fact, not listening.

The woman sitting near me in this lounge is very distressed as to the whereabouts of her red jacket. Is it in the house in Maui? Or the house in Ireland? And her husband is not invested AT ALL. Are you even listening, Peter? Are you??

You absolutely can if you want context but it isn’t necessary. Happy reading!

Y’all. My seatmate ended up being Man Who Does Not Respect AirPods. “What’s that movie you’re watching? Can I use your charger? Are you headed home?” I literally faked a phone call when we landed.