First the winners of Deb Olin Unferth’s awesome, funny, smart, spooky, sweet memoir, Revolution: The Year I Fell in Love and Went to Join the War,
The signed special copy goes to: Alison Law March 27th, 2011 at 10:37 am “I’m quite sure I didn’t know what “foment” meant when I was 18. [...]
The text in this video is the ACTUAL LETTER she sent her parents. No, really.
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The book is Revolution: The Year I Fell in Love and Went to Join the War, and it got a lot of rave reviews, and it [...]
EDIT FOR CLARITY: A Style Sheet is NOT a sheet asking for or demanding changes to MY book. No one can or would or even wants to change my words. NO one can or would even want to shift so much as a THE or an AND without checking it against my intent. The Style [...]
See LINCOLN? See the beard and nose? It got even more Lincolny as I went along.
I am not crafty. My artistic impulses never come out art-tastic. I am not crafty or coordinated or skilled or even blessed with FLAIR of any kind. My friend Julie says my favorite color is drab…AND SHE IS [...]
This squirrel wants a coca-cola!
When I teach writing, I often talk about the eternal I WANT. Goal is the engine of fiction. Desire—-that’s the name of the country where narrative drive lives. It isn’t Desire that defines a lot of what it means to be human, though. Any paramecium can WANT things, in a [...]
This is not a real burning building.
One time, I needed to burn down a museum.
There was a fireman at our church named Russell, and one Sunday, I pulled Russell aside and asked for his help. “I am going to commit some arson, and I need a real conflagration for this museum,” [...]
OH! Delicious pan of buttery heart disease and sugar coma! I sing to thee!
Every year the youth at our church have a dinner to raise money for their mission trips and suchlike. We make desserts, and the desserts get auctioned off at the end of the night. It’s understood that this is the [...]
This is the 26 dollar hamburger. My friend Sarah Strohmeyer says it only looks worth $22.50, though.
So if you wondered where I was all week, the short answer is, NYC, with no real internet beyond DJ Cracky B (my trusty blackberry—who gets such a cool name partly because, on a different trip, he [...]
Like most rabbits, this one is not a MENSA member.
Last night we let Bagel out for his final nightly ablution, and he tore down into the yard after a charming, brown-eared An A Bunnies who had slipped under the fence to browse on my always-greener-on-the-other-side-where-the-60-pound-dog-is grass. Which, Oh best Beloveds, you know how [...]
Today I am over at my group blog, The Lipstick Chronicles, hatin’ on the facebook. Or maybe pretending to hate on it while giving it a little kiss behind the back garden shed. What a glorious life-sucking time waster!
Meet me over there and let’s dish.
Meanwhile, you peeps love you some Mark Childress! [...]