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Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner
I am an adventure seeking explorer of the mysteries of the universe, children's book author (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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Author Archives: Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner
FYI – 2021 BAY AREA BOOK FEST
If you’ve got a middle-grader or teen at home (or if you’re a teacher, librarian, or mentor), this year’s virtual BAY AREA BOOK FESTIVAL has 8 bold FREE events that’ll rock their world and empower them. The adult program rocks … Continue reading
A COSMIC DELICACY OF GALACTIC PROPORTION
In a chocolate galaxy, far, far away, the Flavonol3-O-beta-glucoside O-malonyltransferase gather in a non-disclosed location deep within the dark nether regions of the cocoa nebulae. Their mission: to effect the fabrication of a product so bold, so intense, so indescribably … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, HUMOR, PONDERINGS, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged adventure, art of chocolate, Big Bang Theory, Cosmos, D. G. Lambo, D. G. Lambo-Weidner, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, Donna Lambo-Weidner, galaxies, Old Housee Bakery Benicia CA, space-time continuum, specialty chocolate, universe
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BONTON POTATO CHIPS, 5 CENTS A BAG – A Retrospective
BonTon Potato Chips. Crisp. Crunchy. Salty. Five cents a bag. No baloney sandwich should ever be without them. It’d be like Fred Flintstone going bowling without Barney Rubble. It’s all I can think of too, as we board the yellow … Continue reading
CONFESSION OF A LATE IN LIFE WRITER
Have you ever felt like a unicorn? The odd-one-out? The rarity in the herd? In the children’s book writer’s world, I have. Unlike many of my contemporaries, I didn’t spend lazy summer days, dark, stormy nights, and every other waking … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, CHILDHOOD, Essay, PONDERINGS, WRITING CHALLENGES
Tagged adventure, Cinderella, Clifford the Big Red Dog, D. G. Lambo, D. G. Lambo-Weidner, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, Donna Lambo-Weidner, Grimm's Fairy Tales, Gulliver's Travels, Kon-Tiki, Scholastic Book Club, The Seven Voyages of Sinbad, The Thousand and One Nights, The Three Musketeers, Treasure Island, unicorns
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GOING GREEN
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We’ve all been there. You go out for a meal with family, friends, a new lover, a blind date, or your co-workers. In the interest of eating something a bit healthier than the deep-fried…
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WHAT’S GOT MY GOAT TODAY? – The Pet Peeve That Got Away
We all have strong opinions on one thing or another – the issues that get your goat. There are plenty to go around, right? I don’t think I need to list any. You know yours. I know mine. We probably … Continue reading
‘Tis Time For An Other ‘Twas
‘Twas the day before Christmaswhen I realized this poem ’twas ready for the trash bin(after stifling a whopping groan).But then I asked myself, “What’s Christmas, without a fun ’twas?”So I grappled with this rhymer thinking, I’ll just add a disclaimer clause. Okay, there … Continue reading
ALIEN THOUGHT FOR A FOGGY DAY
Despite all of the previous hoaxes, he was sure the latest video of a UFO hovering over the park was the real thing. Waking up to a low-pitched hum and suspended in viscous gel the shade of mouldering bread instead … Continue reading
‘TIS ALL HALLOWS WEEK…
…and there is still much to do, like weaving webs, stringing skulls, and refining shrieks of, BOO! BOO! BOO! True… the pumpkin has been carved, skeletons are out of the closet,
IF YOU COULD TURN BACK THE SUNDIAL…
…WOULD IT BE to a time when dropping into a rabbit hole was just that— a twisting tumble into a bottomless burrow, a spiralling spin down an endless earthen tunnel,