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Check out this great article from an amazing fellow author!

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Summer time.

For some reason when I picture summer evenings, I often think of porch lights-that little glow in the evening dusk and on into the thick night. Porch lights are a little smile on a house, a twinkle that blinks a warm welcome to neighbors or passersby.

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Summers are long and thick and lazy and sticky and beachy and full of water-gun, sunshine-y, read aloud fun.

“Read aloud fun?” you ask. “That’s a little random.”

Yep and . . . yes, a little.

We are a read-aloud sort-of-family. I’ve read aloud to each of my four kids ( Read more... )

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Transitions. They are the name-of-the-game for middle grade authors and readers and the reason that I love writing for this age so very, very much.

Fifth grade was one of the most magical times of growing up for me. It was when I was introduced by my fifth grade teacher ( Read more... )

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This is my husband’s truck.  
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Today I’m participating in THE NEXT BIG THING. It’s a blog hop that began in Australia and went international. The purpose is to get the word out on middle grade and YA writers and their current or upcoming books. Each of us answers the same set of questions, and we “tag ( Read more... )

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Lindsay holds the orange hardcover copy of her book-her first book-in her arms and smiles.

Mrs. Baughman wraps her in a hug. “I knew you could do it,” she says.

Lindsay feels her cheeks heat up and her heart swells inside her chest.

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I reached for a clean sheet of unlined paper, something as scarce in our house as peace and quiet. Usually my youngest brother, Henry, sniffed out every clean sheet of paper and swiped a blue streak of marker across it . . . that is, any sheet of paper that hadn’t ( Read more... )