As a writer, I sometimes worry so much about pleasing the marketplace that I become afraid to try new things and lose faith in that little voice that is my muse. This past weekend at Grub Street’s Muse and the…
April is the cruelest month. It’s also National Poetry Month, flu season, and prom season. I actually boycotted my senior prom. At the time I thought of it as a statement (no bourgeois corsage and prom dress for me!), but…
Today for YA Wednesday I’ve gathered some scary story links. I don’t scare as easily as I used to, but I still remember how frightened I was by the first ghost story I read. It had something to do with…
I’m a sucker for a good list if it involves cats, corgies, animated gifs of celebrities, or FOOD, especially mac and cheese or chocolate. I don’t even want to think about how much time I waste googling lists in cyberspace…
The recent tragic events in Brussels make the joy I experienced this past weekend at the NYC Teen Author Festival feel like ancient history. But it isn’t. The wonder and hope I felt in the company of so many readers…
This winter I’ve been reading about serial killers, Arctic explorers pulling themselves up from deep ice crevasses only to die of starvation, and artists and lawyers wallowing in misery while living in million dollar apartments.