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“No one is afraid of me at all,” she said. And she grinned a wicked grin.
You are not afraid of me, are you? Perhaps you should be. After all, I killed a man yesterday. Granted, he was imaginary, but I showed motive, opportunity and intent, so perhaps I should be in prison. Particularly since it … Continue reading
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Round these here parts, you can’t throw a stick into a bar without hitting a writer.
Or, in my experience today, a coffee shop. I live in a land lousy with writers. We are not just the land of 10,000 lakes: we are the land of 10,000 novelists. Indeed, just in my random little neighborhood, I … Continue reading
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Tagged Childrens literature, Find your tribe, Magical Realism, Minnesota Kidlit, SCBWI, The Loft, writing novels
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Evening in BarnhillLand
So here’s the thing: I’ve got a really weird job. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I’ve had lots of jobs in my life (lots and lots and lots of them), and I discovered along the way that I’m, well, … Continue reading
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Tagged fiction is my job, middle grade fiction, on writing novels, parenting, raising boys, revision, writing novels
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Underwater
Dear Blog, I know, I know. And I’m sorry. I’ve been ignoring you, ignoring my commitment to the daily practice of poetry (was I completely mad for deciding to do that? Probably.), ignoring my commitment to engaging with Ideas (or, … Continue reading
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Tagged fiction is my job, multiverse, Parallel universe (fiction), revision, Spacetime, Universe, writing novels
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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
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
Into the Woods
Last year, I took my family into the wooded north of my fair State – to a wilderness area known around these parts as the Boundary Waters (officially the BWCAW, or Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness). If you’ve never been, … Continue reading
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Tagged boys camping, BWCAW, camping, canoe, family, MG, middle grade fiction, my son is freaking crazy, wilderness, writing novels
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All Memory is Magic; All Magic is Memory
When I was three years old, I walked out into the yard. It was a cicada year, though I did not yet know what a cicada was. All I knew was that the air hummed, and the sky hummed, and … Continue reading
Feed the Beast
Whenever I have a lull in my writing production (and let me tell you, this happens a lot), I start reading a TON of books on writing, on the creative process, on living the life of an artist, and what … Continue reading
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