Tag Archives: Middle Grade Novels
The Gluecaps: A Sinister Tale of Depravity and Woe.
My daughter and her good friend have penned a poem called The Gluecaps. It is a devilish little urchin of a rhyme – all patchworked aprons and ratty fingernails and whispered fright. And I’m going to share it with you … Continue reading
Regarding IRON HEARTED VIOLET: where I’ve been, where I am, and where I’m going.
I am now, and will be for the next week, in the final stages of my work on my next book, IRON HEARTED VIOLET. This is my last chance to get my grubby little fingermarks all over the text and … Continue reading
Presenting…..THE TANGLEWOOD TERROR!!!!!
Would you get a load of that cover? I have so much love for this book, it’s not even funny. For those of us who spend a lot of time with kids (as I do: students, offspring, short relatives, hordes … Continue reading
Back to Normal
The children are back in school. My hands are raised to the heavens. My mouth sings hymns of praise. I have cleared away the debris on my desk (there was beach sand on my desk. And a flip flop. And … Continue reading
Hey there….you with the stars in your eyes.
So today I received News. A bit of happy, spin-around-the-room, grab-a-stranger-and-waltz, kick-kick-kick-turn-kick-turn-kick-turn kind of News. Booklist has given my book (The Mostly True Story Of Jack) a big fat STAR! Okay, not that kind of star. But a magnificent star … Continue reading
How To Roast a Novel
My father gave me a copy of Julia Child’s letters (As Always, Julia), and, as always, that woman is a revelation. I remember watching her show as a little kid and, after being first entranced by her voice and by … Continue reading
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

