I have a sister who used to say about some thought or emotion she felt, “Oh, I don’t want to tell because then it won’t be special anymore.” I think that’s sometimes how it is for a writer. Life always talked about becomes life lived on the surface. Real experiences and nibbles of thought, when […]
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I sit here at my desk. It is autumn. Soon I will leave my desk and go up to the bare-armed, thinly-leafed woods, to my little van hut, to write. I look at the leaves outside, quivering from the poplars, listen to the wind blowing them, and try to quiet my mind. I wonder sometimes
Once upon a time, I wrote a children’s story for creative writing class. And as week followed week and year followed year, I liked the story so well I decided to publish it as a children’s book. But publishing a children’s book, I discovered, was no easy task. I scaled a high mountain, looking for
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By Wednesday, my dusty car will be shiny black, and I will be buzzing down the highway toward the place where my dad grew up. In Indiana, I will not only have the privilege of visiting my grandma and my aunts and maybe a cousin or two, I will also be doing a book signing
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It’s called Exploring The World of Chemistry: From Ancient Metals to High Speed Computers, by John Hudson Tiner. It tells the story of chemistry’s development. And it’s written with the level of simplicity I need in order to (sorta) understand such complex subjects as alpha particles and spectroscopes and just why it is that inert
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