Losing my Rings and my Balance
Friday night I took my rings off during the podcast because they were making noises—small noises—against my wooden desk. Noises like that can be annoying. I wear three rings, the…
Internationally Bestselling Quirky Children's Books; Adventurous Heroes Doing Good
Friday night I took my rings off during the podcast because they were making noises—small noises—against my wooden desk. Noises like that can be annoying. I wear three rings, the…
When I was a baby newspaper reporter, one of my editors, Grady Holloway, used to call me over to his desk. A lot. I loved Grady. He had this great,…
On Thursday, my co-podcaster, Shaun, and husband guy, takes over the blog. He’s adorable. I hope you’ll read what he says even if he does occasionally sound like a surfer…
We live, if we ever let ourselves to really live, to hope, to fear, to elegies of beauty and pain, terror and hate. A woman on the street, a tourist,…
I was once on a panel at a writing convention in Oklahoma and made fast enemies with the agent (now an editor) on the panel. Why? Because I disagreed. I’m…