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Today I read the Littles (she's 5, he's 8) my newest picture book manuscript. Right under 1,000 words, it's just short enoug...

This is seriously rough. But this has been tumbling around in my head, refusing to let me write anything I'd actually want...

They grow up. Your mom warns you. "Don't blink, it all goes so quickly," she says. "One day you're changing dia...

I promised myself that as school began this year I would not stop writing. It appears that has been more difficult than originally believe...

Two Writing Teachers It's August. August is a scrambled month. The last swirls of summer tug at me, begging me to swim, play, and ...

When I was very small, she pulled me in close and we snuggled and sang and told stories between tickles and giggles and screeches of deligh...

The past few weeks have been too full and too frenzied to summarize here, but I'll try with a list: Road trips, especially with 5 chi...

I'm sitting in the driveway, phone clutched in hand when the car pulls up.  The two boys hop out of the old, white Suburban, ambling wor...

This evening Sassafrass is running through the house (and believe me, this is quite a feat in itself, given the limited space and abundant s...