Yep. Paul is reading the crappy, barely-readable full manuscript of my novel about Sarah (let’s all give him a round of applause—seriously, bless him). So, right now I’m snuggling with my teeny coauthor while he watches The Polar Express for the 1,313th-or-so time while I try to write my other book with a notebook and … More Just Hanging With My Teeny Coauthor