Tag Archives: Little Brown
SQUEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Author copies arrived today. A whole box of ‘em. My book is multiplying! After a day that, quite frankly, was a bit of a struggle, and a slog, Ms. Kelly Barnhill is has removed her cardigan and her sensible … Continue reading
The Perils of Photography (or, My Life-Long Obsession With Oscar Wilde)
My whole life, I’ve wanted to be this guy: Oscar Wilde. Man of wit, elegance and grace. His stories were delicate, lovely and brutal. He managed to be both honest and coy at the same time and managed a frankness … Continue reading
I’m pretty sure I just squashed the dreams (and possibly the souls) of a bunch of college students.
I just got back from a student/alumni networking event for Liberal Arts majors at my alma mater, St. Catherine University – a small, Catholic, all-lady college in Minnesota. I had agreed – foolishly, yes, I see that now – to … Continue reading
Visual Artists Are Friggin’ Brilliant
So, many of you already know how much I adore the cover of my book. It’s actually a pretty stressful thing – handing your hard-wrought story over to the art department of your particular publishing house and hoping for … Continue reading
A year buds, swells, blooms, dies.
All things considered, I really dug 2010, despite its rather inauspicious beginning at which I learned that my book, originally slated to slide into the world in the fall of 2010, was to be delayed until 2011. That was a … Continue reading
I swear, I could look at this all day
And one more thing to put in the file titled My Book Actually Exists! are these two little pages from the 2011 catalog at Little, Brown Books for Young Readers. Which means, currently, at the Barnhill House: more joyful squeals; … Continue reading
I CAN HAZ TITLE!
So we nixed THE BOY WITHOUT A FACE, and then it was JACK BE QUICK, followed by THE CURIOUS FACE IN THE CORNFIELD. Shortly after that, we played with MAGIC UNDERGROUND, then UPROOTED, then THE SECRET HISTORY OF HAZELWOOD, then … Continue reading
A Great Reluctance
You know in Lord of the Rings, when Bilbo – and then Frodo – are asked to hand over the Ring, and they are overcome and kind of crazed by a sudden unwillingness to part with the wretched thing, despite … Continue reading

