The night your dream comes true, everything should go according to plan. Your groomsman zooms your pumpkin coach along the carpool lane past traffic, and finds the site of the ball without GPS. The hipster clerk greets you warmly, and one of your besties is already there with her daughter….
Category Archives: My so-called career
Sometimes, karma is a very nice bitch. A few years ago, the YA horror author Jonathan Maberry impressed the heck out of me while I was judging for the Cybils Awards. We were unanimous in picking his “Rot & Ruin” for the prize. A few years later, Maberry spotted me…
My students and I just survived 18 hours of sitting still, sitting silently, and filling in bubbles. Yeah, it’s high-stakes testing time. Yawn. I keep thinking of that fish in Finding Nemo who keeps howling “Bubbles! Buuuubbbbbles!” But standardized testing can take the fun out of anything, even bubbles. Maybe…
A million thanks to one of my best virtual friends, Sarah Jamila Stevenson, for being a bodacious blurber. She is officially first to answer my publisher’s call for cover blurbs. Without further ado: “In a society where going against the grain can bring shame, punishment, and even death, being different…
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