The epilogue
A reader sent this to me today. It’s a photograph of the epilogue of MEMOIRS OF AN IMAGINARY FRIEND, which creates quite a stir amongst many readers. I love it.…
My son is not a USB device
I do a lot of writing with my infant son on my lap. Yesterday he was chewing on the cord that connects my phone to the laptop. Unbeknownst to me,…
So I guess there’s no practical use for the word then…
Thanks to Twitter, I have been informed that to “decimate” does not mean to obliterate or wipe out. It means to destroy one-tenth of something. Great. There have been untold…
I might’ve married this guy if given the chance
It’s always slightly annoying when a guy delivers a toast or a wedding speech that is impossible to top, but in this case, I’ll allow it. I don’t watch many…
Lessons and observations from a week of The Clowns.
This evening we will meet to discuss the future of The Clowns, the rock opera that my co-writer and I have spent the last five years writing. With two weeks…
This is why I hate leaving for work.
These are the last images I see before leaving for work each day. As much as I love my job, the walk to the car is a long, painful one…
The rebels haven’t gone anywhere. They just suck now.
I tend to be a person who resists conformity and rejects tradition in favor of personal preference and a desperate attempt to preserve individuality and perhaps even enhance it. In…
First snowman
She named him Fred. He’s not impressive, but the snow was not ideal for snowman making. We did what we could with the material at hand. He’s melted now, but…
Author Jarrett Krosoczka wins over my students in less than 20 minutes. I’m STILL trying to win them over.
I played this video for my students last week as part of our Writer’s Workshop, and they were overwhelmed with inspiration. Literally. They were blown away by author and illustrator…
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