A funny picture book takes me back to the anticipation of waiting in a long line to ride my first big roller coaster.
The reason behind it lurks mysteriously; I have caught myself writing “2018” for at least a year on various letters, checks, deposit slips and other documents where one writes a date. (You may already know that sometimes I have to--and like to--employ old-timey paper and pen.) Maybe I’m planning really far ahead. Looking to the... Continue Reading →
Happy end of 2017 everyone! Wishing you a safe and happy end of year and ushering in the new year. Here is a thoughtful blog from my friend and author KL Kranes, with reflections on her year of blogging.
When my husband finished reading the first draft of my debut novel (The Travelers), he dropped the hefty, 3-ring binder of single-spaced pages on the table and said something encouraging like, “It was good.”
It was easy to read the truth between the tonal lines in his voice. He really meant, “It was a giant, slog-fest and half of it should go in the shredder. But I can’t tell you that because you have never shown anyone else this book or any of your work and you have a fragile artist’s ego.”
“It was easy to read the truth between the tonal lines in his voice. He really meant, “It was a giant, slog-fest.”
I’m pretty sure I cried for days. It’s not his fault. It was the truth and it hurt. And I’m better for it now. After much work and years of revisions, I finally got
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"I'm so tired. I'm so tired," I moaned, my headlights illuminating the suburban holiday decorations on our drive home. It was after nine pm on a school night. "Tired? Mom, why are you so tired? What have you even done today for you to be tired?" my son asked from the back seat of the... Continue Reading →
I'm a writer. I have always loved writing and sending letters. And receiving one? Receiving a letter in the mail was one of the most thrilling possibilities of my daily life. When else could something come for you--just you--with news of a story or event? Who knew what untold treasures opening the mailbox door might... Continue Reading →
When my middle school daughter inadvertently left her library book #Famous on our kitchen table last week, she didn't realize I would consume it with such fervor. (Not sure why she risks this. Maybe she will learn?) The more YA (young adult) novels I read, the more I remember how much I love YA. These... Continue Reading →