Self-Deprecating Sunday (19)

Which delights in YA authors sharing the great and awkward of being a teenager. Today I give you myself and my sister on Easter, circa 1992-ish. Nothing in the Nineties said “Easter” like perms and white panty hose.  Oh, wait! Yes, there is one more thing: shoulder pads! I think this was the first yearContinue reading “Self-Deprecating Sunday (19)”

Sea Stories

Yesterday I promised part II  of Uncle Chuck’s JAG stories and other Navy shenanigans, very appropriate for April-time tomfoolery. So, here we go!  Uncle Chuck says, “Remember, a sea story always starts:  ‘No shit, this is the truth!’” Part II From Chuck: One of my collateral duties in Pensacola was to be the legal officerContinue reading “Sea Stories”

Stories From Those Who Serve (5)

April is “The Month of the Military Child.” The perfect time for another interview with a soldier. Chuck Ritz and his wife, Sue, had their first daughter during Chuck’s service in the Navy. I would grow up to be good friends with her. My parents were (and still are) great friends with Chuck and Sue.Continue reading “Stories From Those Who Serve (5)”

100th Post

If you’re not from Michigan, you may not know that we all talk with our hands. See how the hand is the shape of the state? That little house is where Ann Arbor is. That star is where Lansing, the Capitol, lies. I’m going to miss that part of being a Michigander. (Or, more accurately,Continue reading “100th Post”

Guest Blogger: Josh Mugele (The husband), on Books

Jody asked me to write a post as a guest blogger for her blog this morning because she’s feeling down having to think about the prospect of moving and looking for a new job but still likes seeing people visit her blog.  Apparently the uptick on her traffic meter makes her happy. I asked herContinue reading “Guest Blogger: Josh Mugele (The husband), on Books”

I Need a Chair or a Flashlight

Josh is on this weird rotation where he works early, so he goes to bed early, and for the last week I’ve been the only one up past 9:30. What’s weird is that I haven’t wanted to write–normally a signal all is not well. But it’s okay. I’ve been preoccupied. Not unmotivated. Be proud ofContinue reading “I Need a Chair or a Flashlight”

Self-Deprecating Sunday (18)

In which the YA Author showcases The Great and Awkward of being a teenager. This Sunday I give geometry class 1990. Proof, if you will, that I should’ve paid more attention to how I dressed. For instance, not wearing my grandfather’s shorts. (Hey, they’re geometrical.) Yes, I really did steal my granddad’s shorts. That isContinue reading “Self-Deprecating Sunday (18)”