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So here we are in the month of December, and tomorrow being the feast of St. Nicholas, I was reminiscing about what this day meant to me growing up. Eastern Europeans and their ancestors celebrate this saint’s feast day in a variety of ways. (I read a newsclip about a parade in the Czech Republic…
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Well, it’s been an interesting end of 2021 and a new beginning in a fun year word to say, 2022. The day after Christmas, my life took a left turn. I fell and broke my arm. In my bathroom. Doing nothing other than walking across the floor to grab something. (honestly, I was going too…
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-Writing every day, every single day; -reading the ’21 Institute for Writers Children’s Magazine and Book markets reference books; -Attending Maria Dismondy’s Flipgrid webinar; -Having my picture book manuscript “Lavender’s Tower Day” critiqued by Katie Davis (GREAT!); Joining and posting on 12 x 12 Picture Book Challenge (HUGE!); -posting 5 queries to #PBPitch (Even MORE…
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February is a unique month for me. It has the fewest days in any month even during Leap Year (which makes this Ohioan happy since most of them are cold!); it is my ‘workiversary’ on the 7th; and it is the month I start to think about spring, even though weeks and weeks of winter…
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Who has watched Hillbilly Elegy on Netflix? I’ve read the book, twice. I’ve lived much of it, albeit with a somewhat different twist than J.D. When I was 4 years old, I played in the front yard of my uncle’s house in Old North Dayton, a few blocks from my own house, on Thanksgiving Day.…
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Well, it’s been a quiet week-end in my house. If this sounds a bit like the beginning of a Garrison Keillor monologue, perhaps its because I just finished reading his latest Lake Wobegon novel The Lake Wobegon Virus. And reading Garrison’s writing, with its simple storylines and understated humor, always inspires my own writing. As…
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It’s the first day of the week or the last day of the weekend depending upon your point of view. Most Sundays, I wake up and think of all the things I didn’t finish in the last six days. Today, it rained in Toledo, a light steady rain, enough to keep the lawn green and…
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Alone, I’m standing on the banks of a trout stream pre-dawn. Perfect stillness surrounds me. I cross one of numerous footbridges onto an island, waiting and watching the water. A slap and a ripple tells me something is watching me back. On the farm across the road, a rooster calls out its cock-a-doodle-doo to its…
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So I had a meeting in person, (yes in person), at Sip, a coffee shop near my house. Sip is frequented by those who are natives of West Toledo, those who call the University of Toledo their alma mater (one day and presently), and anyone else who discovers SIP in their travels. I’m not native…
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I’m actually doing this! Being new to this whole blogging thing, of course I’m a bit nervous. My friend Rich who is also a free lance writer blogged for years. Do you think I ever read a single post? Nope, and I should have, being that Rich has read every word of what I’ve sent…
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