The Place of Still
Sometimes I feel like a leaf caught in the current. Kids, work, family, the phone, the internet. My yoga teacher told me you’re not a bird in the sky. You are the sky. Clouds drift across, in and out, don’t […]
Best-selling and Award-winning Author of Young Adult Thrillers
Sometimes I feel like a leaf caught in the current. Kids, work, family, the phone, the internet. My yoga teacher told me you’re not a bird in the sky. You are the sky. Clouds drift across, in and out, don’t […]
It seems appropriate that it’s the month of Valentine (or more accurately/grossly/bloodily the feast of Lupercalia- go google it. I’ll wait). Back? Wondering why Hallmark didn’t make a card for that? Enlightened? Good. So once again I am wondering about […]
Just finished the first draft of my new book after nightmare marathon session lasting until the wee hours of the morning. Jo don’t do late nights well. Yesterday I sent it to two of my betas and printed it out […]
My writer friend Aimee Ferris has been holding a contest for her smart and fun new YA book Will Work For Prom Dress featuring a veritable pantheon of kid lit authors and literati wearing their finest prom or anti-prom feathers. […]
I just appeared at the Atlantic Book Fair. It’s a small convention for the maritimes provinces booksellers, publishers and authors, and also for the major publishers who send their sales reps out this a way. My only previous experience was […]
I’m about 44,000 words into my new book and finally, after a few miserable weeks of slogging, am feeling pretty happy about the way the story is developing. It’s all starting to come together. The end is in sight. I […]
The little one’s been sick for the last week so she’s been in our bed. This is distracting and I don’t get the 9 hours (yeah I said 9!) that I like which means on the weekends I sleep in. […]
On December 24th, 2004 one of my oldest and dearest friends was swept out to sea by a tsunami. I had no idea she was on a small island off the coast of Thailand, but had thought her safely at […]
In my imagination, my skin is two feet thick. And water-proof. Scathing criticisms and rotten tomatoes just roll off leaving no inner wounds or impossible-to-remove stains. This is what I tell myself. I also tell myself that it is better […]
…but who wants perfection as a writer anyway? Once you’ve attained perfection there’s nothing left to do. Plus, perfection is entirely subjective anyhow. But practice is definitely necessary. And being out of practice is definitely painful. Case in point I […]