Spoiler Alert: I’m Going To Swear

When you look at this picture, do you think of that pet as shitting or pooping? (Also, is it a dog or a cat?) Seriously, I want to know (both) in the comments. And why do you think you associate that particular word with the picture? Does it have anything to do with context? LikeContinue reading “Spoiler Alert: I’m Going To Swear”

“Talent” Night

Does the title give me away? Or possibly my rant over on Facebook? Apparently, I’m not done ranting because I’m blogging about it now. Chelsea is a small town. There aren’t THAT many kids in Eleanor’s school, yet there are 41 acts in the “Talent” Show? It was only 5th and 6th graders, too, notContinue reading ““Talent” Night”

Nnick-Knack Paddy-Whack

My sister actually reminded me of this story in the comments of a post a couple weeks ago. I’ll get to it in just a second but I don’t think I’ve blogged about how inspiring it is to have kids. They really do the funniest stuff, and in many ways, Eleanor and Magnolia have inspiredContinue reading “Nnick-Knack Paddy-Whack”

Self-Deprecating Sunday (16) C. J. Omololu

Which delights in YA authors sharing the great and awkward of being a teenager. Today I invited YA author C. J. Omololu to share what she was like as a teenager. Her book Dirty Little Secrets debuted this month from Walker Books for Young Readers. It’s getting some great reviews. I ordered it immediately andContinue reading “Self-Deprecating Sunday (16) C. J. Omololu”

Stories From Those Who Serve (4)

In case you’re new to the blog, I started a series of interviews with soldiers after writing a YA novel about a girl who goes through ROTC in high school and joins the Navy. In my research, I found so many fascinating stories, that I wanted to begin sharing them. Or maybe more accurately, IContinue reading “Stories From Those Who Serve (4)”

Writing, Sex, Parenting, and Poop

It’s probably no coincidence and I almost hate to admit it, but I got some serious writing done this weekend! It helped that I had NO plans and pretty nearly divorced the household to hole away with my manuscript and my young adult author imagination. And, yes, I’ve “run” (Let’s just call it treadmill time)Continue reading “Writing, Sex, Parenting, and Poop”

Self-Deprecating Sunday (15)

In which the YA author shares the great and awkward of her teenage years. I have been lining up more guest posts for this great day of celebration over here at Sparks and Butterflies. You will not want to miss the coming month of Sundays. And don’t forget, if you’re a YA author who wantsContinue reading “Self-Deprecating Sunday (15)”

My Apologies, Raymond Chandler

Have you met our beagle, Phillip Marlowe? He was pound dog. So cute, right? Good thing because his sense of smell is bigger than his brain. Beagles are just that way. They’re like detectives, sniffing out the riff-raff and whatnot. Hence, my husband named him after Raymond Chandler’s most famous book character. If only myContinue reading “My Apologies, Raymond Chandler”

I’ve Got To Pull My Shit Together

It all comes down to exercise. When I run regularly, everything is better: writing, level of alertness at work, patience with the kids, bedroom attitude, general okayness about the world. I hate that this is true, but it is. So today I blog about how I’m going to get back on that damn treadmill.  IContinue reading “I’ve Got To Pull My Shit Together”

The Season of Maybes

This photo is how I’ve been feeling lately. (Notice how you can’t really identify any thing except the mark of a major food chain, which is appropriate in its way.) I also feel like I’ve been holding up an enormous mirror up and seeing that girl, too. Kinda meh. Kind of too big an emphasisContinue reading “The Season of Maybes”