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Sticks and Stones: The Changing Politics of the Self-Publishing Stigma (excerpt)
For better or worse, the days when they were the sole gatekeepers are behind us. Today, rejection by traditional houses says little about a book. “Some wonderful books [are rejected] for various...
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Just Keep Swimming
“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.” - Langston Hughes An early memory: it’s naptime, and I’m lying in bed with my mom and my younger sisters and...
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Reading as a Writer
As a child, I spent countless hours in my attic bedroom, reading. My mom once told me she’d worried about me when I was a child, because I spent so much time alone in my room. The truth was, I was...
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Stories from My Mother
One of my earliest memories: naptime, I’m lying in bed with my mother, my two younger sisters and our baby brother. Mom’s reading Sleeping Beauty. And I’m caught in the story. But it’s not only the...
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Flying, Pirates, and the Making of a Writer
As a child, I loved Peter Pan, not because I didn’t want to grow up (I identified with Wendy, the quintessential child-grown up), but because I wanted badly to fly. Every morning, my sisters and I woke...
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Blinded By Love
My husband, Dave, and I married young – we were only 20 and 18 – and we had four daughters before I turned 25. Our youth put us out of sync with our peers, who’d married later and had younger children....
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