A Little About Me
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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Category Archives: ADVENTURES
COLOR MY WORLD
Even though the winter storms in Northern California are very different from those in Brooklyn, New York… …they can make for a rather grey, dismal, and dreary day.
LITERALLY, THE END
Out of all the tickers that stopped at precisely 12:15 pm, Alastair Hoodwink managed to squeeze a few more seconds from his for a last word with his son Malcolm… “When the world literally begins to fade into a blank canvas, rest assured, … Continue reading
A MOST DUBIOUS COLLECTION
Alice Wetherby Pimms had a penchant for collecting governesses. Of her many peculiarities, this was perhaps the most curious, for in the first seven and three-quarter years of her young life, shipping magnate Roderick Pimms’ only child had procured precisely eleven of them. Rounding up, this would … Continue reading
The Inner/Outer Writing Paradox (Or, From an Old Oak Desk in New England)
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Where is your special place, the place where you block out the clutter and noise and distractions, and let your creative energy flow? Mine is an old oak desk that my father used to use when…
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ONCE THE LIGHT IS OUT
I miss you already. Once the light is out and the room is silent, I will miss you even more. “Remember the time…” fills the house already. Once the light is out and the house is silent I will remember you even more… Like how you … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, EVENTS, FAMILY, LUCY and JAZZIE, POEMS
Tagged adventure, circle of life, Donna Weidner, love and loyalty, man's best friend, ode to my pet, putting your pet down, writer
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A CHALLENGING TRANSITION
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, my children’s feet fit into the palm of their father’s hand – but only
AN ICON SPEAKS
The sky grows dark. Thunder heralds the approaching storm. The lamplight flickers. A passing dove stops to rest on the icon’s shoulder. “Tell me, friend.” The great lady creaks in the wind. “What’s the news from the outside world?” The … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, EVENTS, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged immigration, New Colossus by Emma Lazarus, op-ed, refugees, Statue of Liberty
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APRÈS HALLOWEEN
Anticipation builds when a decorate-able holiday approaches. Eggs are hung from trees, reindeer are bolted to roofs, carved jack-o-lanterns are set at the door. The decor reminds our salivary glands of the marshmallow Peeps, chocolate-filled gold coins, and spiced pumpkin pie to … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, HOLIDAYS, HUMOR, POEMS
Tagged adventure, blog, Christmas, Donna Lambo Gwinnell Weidner, Easter, Halloween, Hannukkah, holiday parody, poetry, writer
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A PETTY THIEVES’ TALE
Originally posted on Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner:
Sir Francis Bacon once said, “Opportunity makes a thief.” Indeed, it does. For what do you think happens when you leave a box full of donuts untended in a room with two Labrador Retrievers? Now, when I…
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‘TWAS THE NIGHT OF BAH HUMBUG
‘Twas just before Christmas, when the Grinch played his part. His slim, furry fingers fouled my holiday’s start by pointing out the turmoil bubbling up in our world- the hatreds, the judgements, the greed that had unfurled. Indeed, ’twas too late, for neither laugh nor smile, would ward off … Continue reading →