The other day I was in the midst of digging deep into the minds of my characters, and with that, dug deeper into my own mind, my own soul. Love was the topic at hand one mid morning, mid-way into one of my scenes. I stopped for a second to reflect on such a common,…
There’s a fine line between what we want to do and what we have to do. As a writer, I’ve unconsciously been trying to avoid writing about a death in our family, and in turn, unable to come to the keyboard to work on my book or to post in this blog. I made a promise…
Yesterday, I ran across my son’s infant cap hat that he wore home from the hospital. I stood there in front of the closet, staring at this tiny thing in the palm of my hand and took a deep breath. It’s all gone so fast. It feels like a week ago when we brought him…
On Monday, Lego Boy’s (our son) eye specialist confirmed that his vision disorder is now successfully corrected. This made me feel the need to reprint an article I wrote for Chicago Parent in November of ’07 (names are changed to protect the innocent) in order to spread the word about vision disorders. Through our experience,…
Launching my blog in February is significant to me, as I made a decision in February a few years ago to write a teen novel. (I’m using the term “few” loosely. The honest term is SEVERAL, since this marks year FOUR.) This week, I realized something about myself and my book project that could be…