My therapist prescribed Play-Doh to me this week and I complied, buying six tubs in neon colors: orange, purple, pink, yellow, blue, and green. Play-Doh appeals to all the senses. It has a unique feel under the hand, it has the distinct smell of childhood, the colors are bright, it even makes a pleasing sound… Continue reading On Play-Doh.
What is true: I don’t have children but I read a lot of books for children. What is also true: I want to write books for children but I don’t know how (yet). What I do know: It helps to read a lot of books written for children. Hundreds of them, if possible. What I… Continue reading On writing for children and young adults.
I know you from Twitter. Aren’t you the one who tweets all the time? I just wanted to say hi, I follow you on Twitter. I was ten years old when we got our first home computer. It had a 14kpbs Internet connection. I have sentimental feelings about the static hum and screech of dial-up.… Continue reading On hiatus.
Last summer I got hit by a car while riding my bike outside the Colorado Convention Center. I was headed home from work when a car started to pull toward the curb - and into the bike lane. My left hand collided with the car's passenger side view mirror. The mirror was smashed, my hand was cut, and I got knocked over.