My husband and I first saw the house on 38th Avenue in the Outer Richmond in August of 2004, while I was pregnant with our son. The moment we walked through the front door, we fell in love. Within a month we were busily setting up the nursery and landscaping the back yard to take better advantage of the ocean view. Meanwhile, I had transformed one of the three bedrooms into an office, the proverbial room of one’s own, where I was finishing a novel entitled Ocean Beach. I was also teaching in the MFA programs in creative writing...
