A Japanese term which means a stack of unread books. What an elegant word! Knowing that enough people have these in their houses that there is actually a word for it makes me feel much less guilty about the tsundoku all over my house.
Read MoreMy favorite sentence(s) that I have written this week:
“Our apartment building has four floors. I’m lying when I say that.”
Read MoreThe connection between disease and vampires is closer than you might think. This is a sad and eerie story about a graveyard of buried children in Rome. Faced with an outbreak of malaria, the community tried to find a way to stop it…by rituals that were supposed to keep the dead from rising.
“It seems when humans are faced with the unknown, it’s been a very common reaction throughout our entire history to react with fear….I really feel deeply for this community that was dealing with this epidemic when they had no understanding of it,” said an archeologist working on the site.
The journalist who wrote the article didn’t mention that similar burials were reported in the 19th century in New England, when people were trying to control and understand outbreaks of tuberculosis. This was the inspiration for my ghost/vampire/mystery, Mercy.
Read MoreSo excited to be traveling to this event. My first time there–it looks like a lot of fun!
Nov. 10 in Buffalo, NY. Click HERE for a schedule of events (I’m presenting a poetry-writing workshop at 2:00 if you want to come and write poetry!)
Read MoreOr rather, what I am about to read–I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS BOOK I AM MAKING LITTLE SQUEALY NOISES. I CAN’T WAIT I CAN’T WAIT I CAN’T WAIT!
Nerdy Author Night is always a fantastic event–great authors and illustrators, enthusiastic readers, lots of cool books for sale! Don’t miss it!
Morse Street School in Freeport
Friday, September 28, 2018
6:00-8:00pm
Park at Morse Street School or in the LLBean parking lot, come on in, and enjoy a Nerdy Night!
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Yep, it’s as good as everybody says it is.
I feel like I could stop there, but for the record: the plot is tight and compelling, the tragedy is painful but not so overwhelming you quit reading, and the characters–from Starr with her fears and doubts and struggles and courage, to her father with his anger and remorse and defiant love for his family, to Uncle Carlos, a police officer finding the line between honesty and commitment and disillusionment–are all so real you feel as if you lived in Garden Heights and walked past them every day.
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