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Shoes



My son Herrick wad diagnosed with schizophrenia in his mid-twenties. Before that he moved around a lot. Once when he had been off “living rough” as he called it, he phoned ne, said he was in town and wanted to…

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Smoke



I recently launched my new book, On Fire, at Victoria School. I felt it was the perfect place to launch a YA novel. Vic, as we used to call it is a school for students interested in the arts. Students…

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Storywork



When my daughter Lucy was very young we found a book in the library by Astrid Lindgren about a little girl named Brenda who lived deep in the Swedish forest with her grandmother. When the old woman became sick, Brenda…

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February



I’ve always liked February. It’s a short month. And there’s more daylight at the end of it than there was when it started. Chicadees begin making that call “Phoebe, phoebe,” that says they’re thinking about nest building. The snow gradually…

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Middle Earth



I spent the evening of December 31 with my family at the  Spaghetti Factory celebrating my son’s forty-fourth birthday. We’ve been going there for such occasions since he was young and it’s a familiar place. We exchanged the usual hellos…

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Tourette’s Girl



Fourteen-year-old Matti Iverly, one of the narrators of my forthcoming novel On Fire (Thistledown Press, Spring, 2013), has Tourette Syndrome, commonly called Tourette’s or T.S. In the opening pages of the book she has this to say about herself: “At…

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Story Bears



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Update



Lots has happened in my life the last few weeks. I’ve been working like mad on the rewrites for my new book, On Fire, which is coming out in the spring of 2013. (www.thisteldownpress.com).  Anybody who has ever gone through…

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Talking to Montezuma



I got a text message from one of my nieces recently.  She was on the way to a conference of some kind in the States. I read out her message to my domestic associate, Mr. Wood. ‘Have to be honest,’…

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Wink



I used to think when I got to a certain age I’d have things pretty well figured out. Not cosmically, but in terms of myself: why I’ve done the things I’ve done. Left undone the things I’ve left undone. Etc….

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