Thursday, April 14, 2011

Teen Lit Day

Drop a book off in a park, bus stop, cafe and imagine changing someone's life.  (Or maybe, depending on your mood, just get a tattoo of a book that changed your own life.)  But, really.  If you've got the time, be a part of the DROP!  Words matter.  We are hungry for stories.  Hungry to find our own stories.  The ones we'll return to again and again.  Go out and minister to the youth.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

fellowship for writer parents

Pen Parentis is an organization in New York that hosts readings by writers who are also--wait for it--PARENTS!!  It is curated by my dear friend, Arlaina, and they are currently accepting submissions for a $1,000 fellowship.  The fellowship will be awarded based on a short story, so put your pen to paper, 'rents!  For details, follow the link.

http://myemail.constantcontact.com/2011-Pen-Parentis-Fellowship-PLEASE-POST-.html?soid=1102372300159&aid=02iyVFWVfP0

Monday, April 11, 2011

During the past couple of weeks, I've been working on a couple of guest posts for a several blogs, including Lori's Reading Corner, and Booking Mama.  In conjunction with the posts, these bloggers are giving away paperback copies of DEAR STRANGERS.  If you like, visit their sites and register to win a free copy!

Monday, April 4, 2011

I'm feeling kinda fed up with precious.  It seems to be everywhere, cultivated as though it might save us from our certain deaths.  I don't know if this makes sense to any of you and maybe it's my own sort of defense mechanism, but I don't want to see any more flower brooches or perfectly placed antique metal letters on mantels or sweet little handmade anything.  I'm not in the mood for sunny dispositions or looking on the bright side or pictures of clouds.  I don't want cupcakes decorated with spots and stripes or handmade invitations or pennants made from scraps of fabric.  The adjectives super, sweet, and lovely shouldn't describe baked goods, crafts or people's personalities anymore.  Badass, curt and blazingly honest seem much better.

If I were a teenager, today would be the day I'd get a tattoo.

I read a book this weekend that could, another day, be called sweet and lovely and the description would be right, but today I will call it courageous for its quietness and badass for its smarts:  A GOOD HOUSE by Bonnie Burnard.