Kate Schafer Testerman gave me an early Christmas present. She called last week to offer represent representation, so I am now a proud clie...
Wordless Wednesday: Love
This is a Twitter and Facebook repeat. But too cute not to post again.
Balancing Act
I've said it on my blog many times and I've seen it discussed on other blogs, too, but one of the most difficult parts of pursuing a...
Wordless Wednesday: No Room for Jesus...
"...because Mary and Joseph bought a couch." ~ my four-year-old
Too Afraid to Review?
I saw a conversation on Twitter the other day where authors were encouraging writers never to post a bad review of a book anywhere on the i...
Wordless Wednesday: Mr. Happy-Big-Nose*
*I don't mean to be misleading. We actually haven't had any snow this year. This pic is from last yea r, but I thought he was cut...
Cover Reveal: FAULT LINE
My friend/bloggy buddy/critique partner Christa Desir's debut comes out from Simon Pulse on 11/12/13. I'm so excited for her, and e...
My Cheerleading Post
In college, pretending to be a cheerleader. Any Nano participants out there? If so, you're almost there! Keep going! Rah, rah, rah! I...
What Makes an Editor?
Disclaimer: I'm not referring to anyone in particular in this post. These are thoughts that have been bouncing around in my head that ...
Wordless Wednesday: Origami Chains Left by Visitors at the Killing Fields
Photo credit: Michelle Pardini (my amazing sister!)
In Honor...
My four-year-old made an American flag out of K'NEX the other morning, which sent my six-year-old into a completely unexpected singing f...
How Can We Help?
I know we've all been thinking and praying a lot about the disastrous effects of Hurricane Sandy on the east coast. Kidlit writer Jen M...
Comfort Tense
I'm editing the first, messy draft of my new YA contemporary set in Hong Kong. So far it's fun, but I have a confession to make. I c...
Wordless Wednesday: Mist
Cured?
Wow. I didn't mean to be gone so long! My mom and dad were here (yay!). They spoiled me rotten for a week and then we went down to my co...
Missing in Action
Friends, My parents are here visiting from Hong Kong so I'm taking a mini-blogging vacation. See you soon! Have a wonderful week. xoxo T...
Wordless Wednesday: Window
Celebrating with Interpretive Dance!
I think this new addition to the Hacky Sack Club stable of embarrassing videos pretty much speaks for itself: Please, please stop by Janet...
Healthy Writers Club: Bob Harper Is My Trainer
Shallee McArthur had the brilliant idea to start The Healthy Writer's Club. I am jumping on the band wagon because I've always enj...
Wordless Wednesday: The Artist
What's Up in the Bathtub?
Happy October! It just occurred to me today that I've been enjoying my critique partners' books more than the books I've been ge...
The Next Big Thing
Thanks to Gabrielle Prendergast and Ilima Todd for tagging me in The Next Big Thing! Melodie Wright told me she *will be* tagging me, so ...
Wordless Wednesday: Garden
Does This Post Demotivate You?
Sometimes I think writers must indeed be crazy. I mean, not only do we have to be weird creative types, but we have to be the type of pers...
On Waiting
It's nice to have company while we wait, yes? Any writer will tell you, the hardest part of the getting-published process is the waiting...
Dancing Horses
Maybe I'm so fascinated by this because I'm a Hong Kong girl and in Hong Kong there aren't many horses. Maybe all of you reading...
Promoted
Don't freak out. I'm still a mom writing away during those kid-nap-time hours. That hasn't changed. And I really didn't get...
I Recommend: Belinda and the Glass Slipper
We made a fun library-book-discovery this week. BELINDA AND THE GLASS SLIPPER is a delightful twist on the Cinderella story. I've read ...
Big Reveal: Fact or Fiction?
So. You came here for a reveal, huh? You came here to find out if I was LYING. Yeah, I know you. I expected you to show up here today. So do...
Fact or Fiction #2
The summer before my senior year, I went on a hiking binge. My friend Chris was also an avid hiker and for one excursion we thought it woul...
Fact or Fiction #1
Sometimes in a summer, we packed large backpacks full of as many belongings as we could carry and made our way an hour by ferry to Lantau I...