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First off, I’m throwing out a blanket apology to all those folks who wrote in these past couple of weeks only for me to remain silent. The webpage was wonky . . . what can I say? To be truthful,…
Let me tell you a story about the tyranny of choice. If you’d dropped by my Facebook page a couple months ago, you might have read about my first-world problem: i.e., having watched my husband flip aimlessly through cable channel…
(Apologies ahead of time for the paragraph formatting near the end of this; my blog got wonky.) Onward! I had a great exchange this week with a New Zealand fan on the role of life experience (like how young is too young…
Yesterday, it occurred to me to wonder what had happened to the wolves this past winter on Isle Royale, a place I truly love because it is still so wild. I guess I’d been hoping that Superior’s freezing over would…
My first-ever RT Booklover’s Convention (thank you, Linnea Sinclair and Lydia Kang for inviting me to your panels), and I’m a bit overwhelmed and muzzied. The muzziness is easy to explain. I came down with the plague about two days…
Every time I think I’m going to get back to talking about narratives and developmental levels, a fan asks a great question, and I think, Huh. Must blog about that. So here’s the great question I was asked just a…
Yeah, yeah, I know: I promised to talk about what makes adolescent narratives tick, but something came up in the interim that I figured . . . sure, blog about it. In a nutshell: so I’m doing this interview in…
Mea culpa. I’ve been remiss. In a nutshell, I was on deadline last week, and now my husband tells me I’m on vacation. News to me… Which means I’ll be back to continue that series on narratives’ inner kids on…
Last week, I talked a bit about kids, risk, and our overprotective culture. This started me thinking about the current rage and appetite for films and novels produced for a YA audience that center on the overthrow of dystopic regimes,…
On a visit to New York several years ago, I happened to be in a small art gallery and went to the ladies room. When I got inside, I was kinda surprised to find a young boy in there. Had…