So it dawned on me one day, why don’t I write a blog about writing, which is what I do. I didn’t want to limit myself to craft, or the writing process, or writing in general, though. This blog will certainly be filtered through that lens, but I’m going to give myself some wiggle room. People don’t give themselves enough wiggle room. I find it interesting that when you ask people what they do, they don’t answer “I do (blank) which of course would sound weird. They say, “I’m a doctor… I’m a website designer…I’m an accountant… I’m a teacher.” As if that’s it—that’s all they are. Nobody wants to be put in boxes. I’m a writer, yes, and thankful to be one. But I’m also a lot of other things. I write for children and adults. I’m a mom. I’m a wife. I’m a teacher. I draw and paint. I cook. I clean the bathroom and do the laundry. I do yoga. I sing badly in the car. I am all these things and more.
After writing many mass‐market children’s books based on licensed characters for several years, my dream came true, or I should say one of my dreams came true. I sold a manuscript for my original middle‐grade novel to Random House/Delacorte Press which will come out in about a year. Most of the time it feels really wonderful and satisfying. But right now in the middle of this gray, icy day with lots of editing ahead of me, it feels a little unreal and delicate, like something I have to protect.
I’d like to take you through this journey, this book getting off the ground. I’ll also talk about some of my favorite literature, both for children and adults. Sometimes I might write about finding inspiration, or craft, or revising. Sometimes I might write about my refrigerator that keeps breaking, or my two incredible children that challenge me in ways I didn’t know anyone could challenge me. I might write about Montessori education since I’m also in the process of getting certified to be a Montessori teacher. Sometimes I might even post a random drawing or painting I’ve done. I don’t know. I just need a big, wiggly place for all of it.