Of Cats and Contests

Well, well, well.

I did not win that writing contest I described in my last post. In fact, after scrolling through a very long list of runners-up and runners-up to the runners-up, I had to concede that my name was nowhere on the list. Who knows? Maybe I was the only entrant not on one of those lists…

Then I remembered feeling a bit smug as I’d read the list of contest rules, before entering. Apparently there were entrants who, after not winning, would email to mention that their mother/brother/letter carrier/ferret had LOVED that story; had the jurors made some kind of error?? Luckily my computer died before I could hit the Send button on the angry email my cat dictated to me about my brilliant story.

Once I calmed the cat down, I read the winning story. It was very, very good. So I guess I need to be a grown-up and study the winning stories, take pointers, re-examine mine and prep for the next 24-hour contest.

Or not.

Meow.

’Tis the Season!

My new picture book about Christmas is out, so it kind of has to be the season, for me. It’s called The Best Christmas Ever, and will also be...

Two new books this fall… an embarrassment of riches!

Stazy, the new kid. Faye, Hali and Rena, longtime friends. They are grade seven students whose obvious similarity is Skills Class, where wonderful Mr. Locke helps them keep up with their class work.

But there’s a secret that ties the three longtime friends together, and when Stazy stumbles on it, she adds her own secret into the mix. These girls are supernaturals and no Skills Class can help them navigate life as a witch, a fairy, a mermaid and an angel. For that, they need each other.

Spring’s Gifts

Spring so far has been lots of rain, some time in the desert, some writing, and now… a new baby in the family!

The rain, we all know about.

The desert was an amazing time spent checking out the gorgeous canyons of Utah and Arizona. Here’s a photo in Antelope Canyon, where a Navajo tour guide took us deep into the canyon to admire the sandstone and tell us his people’s history there. (The desert was also a very nice break from the… you guessed it… rain!)

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