My first library book: Desperately seeking the title
When I was a child, there were very few books in our home, and almost no children’s books whatsoever, so when I was finally able to ride my bike to…
Gone fishin’
Oh sure. To you this looks like a little girl waving a toy broom at the camera. But it’s not. That toy box is actually a boat, one I was…
Gratitude journal: Clara’s kisses
Tonight I am grateful for the way Clara will grab hold of my the cheeks and pull me in for a kiss. There will come a day when her kisses…
Adolescent boys are apparently easily entertained by really stupid (but AWESOME) stuff
I mentioned on Twitter today that my favorite Japanese monster was Gamera, the giant turtle with inexplicable rocket engines for flying. Unable to remember the story of Gamera, I went…
I finally read Where the Wild Things Are. Sort of.
Having grown up with almost no children’s books in the home, it has been an unexpected joy to read these classics for the first time with my daughter. I would…
Gratitude journal: The almost perfect game
Yesterday I was grateful for poker, which I described as the perfect game. Tonight I am grateful for golf, the almost perfect game. I played today thanks to a spat…
Blurb!
In the wake of Jodi Picoult’s exceptionally generous blurb comes this one from Carol Kranowitz, a teacher, a leader in the autism community and the bestselling author of The Out-of-Sync…
Gratitude journal: The perfect game
Tonight I am grateful for poker. It is a perfect game. It creates an environment in which a group of players attempt to extract money from one another by utilizing…
Insightful and hilarious confirmation that my publisher and I are a perfect match
In a recent meeting with the sales, publicity and marketing team of my publisher, St. Martin’s Press, I was asked about the decision to publish in the UK under the…
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