My Heart Breaks
Every day when I drop my 5 year old(5YOD) off at daycare, we pause at the baby room and look for our favorite baby. There is a new one every season. Right now it’s a round-faced boy with red hair […]
Best-selling and Award-winning Author of Young Adult Thrillers
Every day when I drop my 5 year old(5YOD) off at daycare, we pause at the baby room and look for our favorite baby. There is a new one every season. Right now it’s a round-faced boy with red hair […]
Every morning I walk around my small garden. I pick up dog poo as well but that is not as romantic as the picture I am trying to paint of a fresh green lawn (we will ignore the bare patches […]
The other morning on an excursion to pick up some raspberry plants my 5 year old daughter said, “Mommy. Daddy is going to marry Estelle.” I managed to say. “Really. Why do you say that?” “Because she told me he […]
When I am standing inside a cathedral of trees, surrounded by a hundred different shades of green- lime, spring, olive, velvet, emerald, moss, pea, viridian, pine, grass, apple, I have no trouble imagining a magical world and my safe place […]
I’ve always hated that saying, You’re born alone, You die alone. Really? I think that when we are born we hear our mother’s heartbeat, and the rush of her blood, and we are connected to her, are we not? until […]
Happy 5th Birthday to the light of my life!
So my friend and I were hanging out the other day in my bright sunroom, gazing through the windows at tight buds and green shoots and the wind-tossed sea, and drinking ginger tea, and speaking of ghastly things (because she […]
So since I moaned and griped about my agent search on this blog, it seems only right that I should make a formal announcement here as well. It took 7 months but I have finally found my perfect agent. She […]
Beautiful Lunenburg
The story of Ferdinand the Bull by Munro Leaf (totally awesome name!) is one of my favorite childhood books. If you don’t know, Ferdinand is a gentle soul who just likes to smell the flowers until the day he sits […]