Using story to connect YOU to the Master Storyteller
It happens every year. February looms. With it, comes the deadline for the next Madeline book. I write in a panic. Will I make it in time? Will the book actually be finished, edited, proofread, and uploaded by the release date? I never know. Maybe I should know. Actually, no maybe about it. I … [Read more...]
“Why are you chopping up that book?” Okay, is it just me, or does this blog post open like Charlotte’s Web? I keep expecting Fern to look up at me with those big eyes, flip a braid over one shoulder, and demand that I not destroy a perfectly good book! I digress. My answer probably made … [Read more...]
It's cold outside. Snow on the ground and more expected on Saturday. Upstairs, four women sleep. In "my" room, my friend sleeps on the upper half of our daybed/trundle combination. Our "house elves" (who insist they are FREE elves) sleep on the couches. Me, I check my email, see that I have a … [Read more...]
As many of you know, I often request to review books that I don't actually expect to like or agree with. I either hope to learn something, understand something better, or to be proven wrong. Well, one book I chose for this year is the book, School of the Miraculous. Some folks would call me a … [Read more...]
I think everyone should be married before their wedding day. Weird thing to say? Probably. Still, there’s something incredibly freeing about knowing that everything doesn’t hinge on stuff going well on a wedding day. How do I know? I got married on November 25, 1988. Our wedding wasn’t … [Read more...]
I understood the man in the book—Ed. I understood everything about him. And, in fact, I really thought I’d write all about him alone, but then I started thinking about Jett. It occurred to me that I really understood him, too. How could I relate so well to two so very different people. Then there … [Read more...]
She pulled out a picture book--one without any words, no less--and handed it over. I flipped through the pages of Carl's Christmas, and almost missed the beauty and wonder of that book. Books needed words, and I wasn't prepared to handle one without them. By the time she showed me a book about a … [Read more...]
