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April Poem
I post this poem every spring. From my chapbook Nightmares With Moons (Pudding House Press). Happy Stay-At-Home-Wednesday. Full Flower Moon May (mostly), the petticoat swirl of rising pink meadow, petite showers, buds. I say: rose, peony, phlox. And I say: petal- shorn, … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, April poetry, books, covid19, full flower moon, full moon, full pink moon, life, poetry, poetry chapbooks, Poetry Month, Pudding Houe Press, spring poetry, writing
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Easter Sunday
Wishing you a poetic day.
Never Forget (Fav Coffee Mug Edition)
Yours in coping, PB
Learning in the Time of Covid
Like you, I knew on Friday March whatever it was that on the following Monday schools would close. Closure wasn’t formally announced yet, but schools had already shut down in other states and I could tell our district was eager … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, 6th grade, cats, covid19, Crime dramas, distance learning, FaceTime group chats, Family quarantine, Finland, MSNBC, Pet care, piano lessons, Quarantine, Roblox, SAHM, Star Trek, tweens, West World, Zoom time
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The New Living
I didn’t blog at all in March. Instead, I read blogs: Claire, Word By Word The Bloggess Poetry: The Slowdown with Tracy K. Smith (as you already know, you can subscribe to receive a poem a day) Books: Love Warrior, … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, coping, coronavirus, covid19, distance learning, family pets, Family quarantine, Self-quarantine
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SCBWI WRITERS DAY 2020
UPDATE: EVENT CANCELED (but you probably already know this) Stay safe, self-quarantine as much as you can, take deep breaths, don’t watch too much news, CALM is a great meditation app, hydrate, catch up on reading the tower of books … Continue reading
Posted in Avoiding My Writing, books, Children's Books, Writing
Tagged 2020, books, COVID-19, kidlit, Literature, Noah's Ark Skirball, SCBWI, SCBWI Writers Day 2020, Skirball Cultural Center, tweens
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AUSTRALIA BURNS
Please: Pay. Attention.
STARTING NOW
I mean, why wait? W.R.I.T.I.N.G.
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Tagged 2019, 2020, art, books, happy new year, Inspiration, Let it snow, life, Literature, Middle Grade Fiction, middle grade writing, Resolutions, Thanks, Wow, writer, writing
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Happy Rainsgiving
‘Tis the season to remember how to get cozy and not because the A/C is running. At least–I hope ’tis… Happy Thanksgiving Holiday
Poem
Flawbag There is the girl, woman this 3:02p.m., midway on twinkling crosswalk. Her voice thumps her hip, tucked in a dropped- bottom bag working on its 5th shoulder strap. Walk-lope: she doesn’t like you, though it is doubtful she could … Continue reading
Posted in books, Fiction, Poetry, Writing
Tagged 2019, books, humanity, Inspiration, life, poetry, whothefuckcares, WTF
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O First Pages (Retreat Edition)
The last event of the SCBWI Working Writer’s retreat consisted of 3 minutes allotted to each attendee to read aloud their first page of a manuscript. Professional critique was squeezed into that 3 minutes from a panel comprised of 4 … Continue reading
O JOKE! (Popsicle Stick Edition)
And here is a popsicle stick I recently uncovered. In all my many now-I’m-older-than-absolutely-everyone-even-Paul-Rudd years, I had no idea such joke sticks existed. Very nice! As long as it’s just a joke and not a fortune. 🙂
Posted in Avoiding My Writing, Children's Books, Writing
Tagged 2019, books, Fortune telling, good jokes, Literature, Paul Rudd, poetry, popsicles, Wow, writing
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Retreat!
Heading to the SCBWI Working Writers Retreat tomorrow. This will be my second time attending this annual event. The workshops are small and focused. I learn tons about my work (my middle grade novels) and it’s a joy to read … Continue reading
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Tagged 2019, books, Inspiration, Middle Grade Fiction, Pets, SCBWI, SCBWI Working Writers Retreat
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Now Reading
Her latest Gamache installment has come along at the perfect time. Because after a death in the family, what better reading than a crime thriller as I deal with a myriad of petty family crimes in the wake of tragedy? … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Writing
Tagged 2019, Crime Thrillers, Death, Inspector Gamache, life, Louise Penny, love, Mysteries, O Canada
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Whoa, Bess!
I continue to navigate ‘ancient’ family history in the wake of my mother’s passing. And I look forward to sharing strictly family revelations over beachwalks. Because the beach fixes everything. Ha! That simple. For me. More often than not… Yours … Continue reading
Posted in Me and Us, Writing
Tagged 2019, books, death of a parent, Dysfuntion, Family angst, Help, Kindness, She'll Be Coming Round The Mountain, Ted Talks, The amazon, vegetarian cooking
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Death Poem
Orphan We are the children. Cream to curse. In- structed: here ya go, go, here ya, here ya go, go, go fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Did you say that? Well. I did. Finally: where were you … Continue reading
Washing My Inheritance
My then soon-to-be-husband stated (3rd date, my Echo Park, Los Angeles apartment with the spectacular view I couldn’t afford without working 2 jobs, the last apartment I ever lived in alone): You have a lot of rocks. My Echo Park … Continue reading
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Tagged 2019, Big Sur, Decorative rocks, Domestic Zoo, Echo Park, faction, fiction writing, Laguna Beach, life, Lockheed, Mesas, moving, nature, Pets, quail, rocks of all sizes, Valencia, wild birds, writing inspiration
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Death & Reckonings
I’m told change can’t arrive without grief. ‘Change’ was my middle name when I was a child. I begged for change. It fueled my drive for: self-preservation, better school grades, to hunt for goals my parents lectured me were good … Continue reading
Posted in Faction, Fiction, Writing
Tagged 2019, Childhood, Death, death of a parent, dreams, grief, memoir, mothers, reckonings, writing
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Peace To You
When I was seven to ten years old, I begged her to let me stay home from school so I could hang out with her, picnic in the park behind our house (she made cheese and tomato sandwiches), just be … Continue reading
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Tagged 2019, Buddha, Childhood, England, Family, humanity, Inspiration, life, Mindfulness, Minster Lovell, Mom, Oxford, RIP, Thanks
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Festival Weekend (creativity-obsessed edition)
Saturday morning, my husband and my middle-grade son zoomed to the Los Angeles Convention Center for its uber-serving of Minefaire. Minecraft. All. Day. While up the street at USC I attended the Los Angeles Festival Of Books. Mostly I hung … Continue reading
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Tagged 2019, books, children's literature, Inspiration, kidlit, LA Times Festival Of Books 2019, Los Angeles, Middle Grade Fiction, Minecraft, Minefaire, S Jones Rogan, SCBWI
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Kitchen Fire: A Tiny PSA
You probably already know this–I should have, but did not. DON’T turn your back, not even for 3 seconds, on pre-made taco shells you think you can warm up in your toaster oven. Because when you do turn around, you … Continue reading
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Birthday Alarms
I was wide awake before Monday’s morning alarm chimed, plotting what errands I would accomplish, in what order– when my brain was hit with edits to my novel-in-progress. I threw back the covers and staggered for the dining room table, … Continue reading
Posted in books, Children's Books, Faction, Fiction, Writing
Tagged 2019, 4, Action dolls, birthdays, cats, Dogs, domestics, faction, fiction, kids, novel writing, RGB, writing fiction
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