A Little About Me
I am an adventure seeking ponderer of the mysteries of the universe, writer of children's books (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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Holy Schlamoly – honored that my post “2 A.M.” was
- NIGHTMARE ON UNTER DEN LINDEN – A Banned Books Week Tribute
- HEY, RAPUNZEL ~ SURF’S UP!
- KALAALLIT NUNAAT – Man In The Icicle
- THANK YOU, RICHARD PECK (April 5, 1934 – May 23, 2018)
- IN SEARCH OF A NEW ‘F’ WORD
- HOOD RIDING RED LITTLE – A Tale In Reverse
- AN AMUSING REALIZATION
- Check This Out: The Book Passage Children’s Writer’s Conference
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Category Archives: WRITING CHALLENGES
Ichiro snores. The fog horn blows. My feet are cold and the fragrance of lilies on the kitchen counter drifts into the living room where I stare at the precarious position of my teacup on the edge of the coffee table while pondering this run on sentence the … Continue reading
Car horns honk. Motorbikes beep. Tuk-tuks toot. The wave of sound winds down as the steel herd halts for a red signal, then builds again when the traffic light turns green and the swarm surges forward. The pack pushes through the streets of Delhi … Continue reading
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
Here a Mo, there a Mo, Everywhere a Mo, Mo. If you write or are thinking of writing, November’s got the MO that will invite the muse and ignite inspiration. First, the mother of MOs. The MO that started it all
‘Tis the eve of All Hallows. Gus embarks on a jaunt to The Lodge at Devil’s Canyon, his Mummy’s favorite haunt. Flying in the dark, astride his sister’s broom, the wee ghoul soars in his snowman costume. Until *putt-putt-poot* the broom starts to roll— The gas tank is empty! He’s outta control— Zigging past witches, pumpkins, and bats, … Continue reading