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Apr.10.2009
This week the weather has been all over the spectrum in Oklahoma. We've gone from low 20s to high 80s all in one week. And all while I'm in the middle of a work in progress. I wouldn't have noticed the weather swings if it hadn't been for the fact that they've made me think about what I'm wearing....
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Apr.06.2009
Ah, it's that time of year again. Time to roll up my sleeves, pull out every cleaner known to man, and delve into the muck and grub that's accumulated over the last six months of wintry weather, as well as de-clutter. Yes, it's time for Spring Cleaning. I never know when the mood will hit, or where...
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Apr.03.2009
There is nothing scarier to a writer than an empty page and an incessant, blinking cursor. Well, except maybe one-upping yourself. You're only as good as your last book, after all. Yet, how far will a writer go to improve? We all go to conferences, sign up for workshops, even take online courses...
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Apr.01.2009
This month for the Book Review Club, I curled up with Michael Chabon's, Summerland. I chose the piece because I'd never read anything by Chabon. Simple as that. I didn't know he'd won the Pulitzer Prize before choosing the book. I also (guilty cough) didn't know how good-looking he is. Wow. A good-...
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Mar.30.2009
Saturday was that time of year again, time for the annual Oklahoma SCBWI Spring Conference. When did time start to rush so? This conference was one of the best I've ever attended. Despite the downturn in the economy. Despite the massive lay-offs within the publishing industry. And in our case,...
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Mar.24.2009
Last week was Spring Break, that glorious one week in the Spring when kids get out of school, parents get to sleep in, and there may - if I'm lucky - even be a little adventure. This year, I was in luck. I spent the week in Charlottesville, Virginia, one of my old haunts. I love to get back to C-...
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Mar.16.2009
Whew. We made it. It's Spring Break!!! No matter how old I get, I can't help but get excited when this glorious week rolls around. I am spending the week in Charlottesville, Virginia, at my goddaughter's parent's house. I've got three school visits and a signing at the Virginia Festival of the Book...
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Mar.13.2009
What does it mean to finish a book? Finite. Das Ende. Basta. Finish. I've been thinking about that a lot. I just finished a major round of revisions on my WIP, and tomorrow, I finish my 30s. Endings have been up front and personal this week. I've decided, after much contemplation and sleepless...
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Mar.11.2009
Common wisdom has it that you can never go home again, but what about going back to high school? Last week, I was invited to return to my alma mater, Bishop Kelley High School, and speak at Career Day. I had to chuckle. Were they sure they wanted me, a poor but passionate children's writer? Was I...
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Mar.09.2009
It's that time of year again. Daylight Saving Time. Spring forward time. Be tired time. In case you hadn't noticed, I am a very reluctant daylight saving participant. We didn't even have daylight saving in Indiana when I was growing up. I wasn't "exposed" to the insanity until I left the...
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Mar.06.2009
I've been thinking about friends lately. My big 40th birthday bash is this Saturday, a whole 7 days premature. It was a tough choice, celebrating early, going over to the dark side of 40 before my time. But, when it came right down to it, I didn't hem and haw very long over choosing to do it. I'm...
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Mar.04.2009
I've never been much for climbing mountains. Don't get me wrong. I love the great outdoors. I love hiking. I just went about learning to climb mountains all wrong. I was an undergrad doing an exchange year in Innsbruck, Austria. They warned us to bring hiking boots, but I was a poor undergrad. I...
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Mar.02.2009
A photo is worth a thousand words. What about a damning one, such as the ones to the left and right? Are there an extra few words that go along with self-incrimination??? Okay, okay...it's not as bad as it looks, although it very much looks 70s...I hope. My husband and I were "in costume....
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Feb.27.2009
I have often heard it said that the mark of a true artist is his/her level of suffering. I scoffed. Artists...suffering for their work?...Come on. They paint. Or write. Or draw. Act. But suffer? Isn't that being a little melodramatic? Oh, ye of little faith. You might be a writer if...the act of...
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Feb.25.2009
My oldest daughter got to meet one of the girls I idolized growing up, Nadia Comaneci. She was the first gymnast ever to be awarded a perfect 10 at the Olympics. She even has a gymnastics move named after her, the Comaneci salto (on the uneven bars). And all this by the time she was fourteen. By...
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