The Circus came to town again! This time, I followed the lead of my intrepid friend Tracy and took my kids out of school. The three boys goto three different schools on three different buses, so it took a while to coordinate having them not there one day — but we succeeded! The Big Apple…
My friend Dawn came with me to watch the Cherubim ride this weekend. She took some lovely pictures. This picture was taken at Affinity Farms in Aldie, VA. We’ve been riding there for years. Now, I’m going to tell another story, but it gets back to the point eventually. We have a wonderful plumber…
Okay, I think I managed to post Chapter One online…but without any fancy formating. It’s a very simple version. Still, you can find it here.
A picture (or two) of the Captiol Building Rainbow taking by the incomparable Jon Singer.
Just got the blurb on Prospero Lost that my agent is using for publicity purposes. Here it is: Prospero Lost by L. Jagi Lamplighter In a trilogy of books derived from Shakespeare’s beloved, classic play, The Tempest, L. Jagi Lamplighter creates a uniquely individual style that blends the best elements of Neil Gaiman…
Here’s a link to a picture of the Rainbow. Here’s more about the event from the same Blog (the Neverwear Blog. If you look at the first picture here, of people listening in a tent, I am visible sitting on the grass in front of the chairs. I’m in marroon to the left of a…
I went to the Mall today for the National Book Festival. It was great fun. Chatted with friends. Saw a number of prestigious writers including Salman Rushdie and Neil Gaiman. Neil Gaiman always gets a lot more fans waiting for signatures than any other author who attends. Even though his finger was fractured, he signed…
During Juss’s first few weeks in Kindergarten, I asked him about the names of other children in his class. He told me: "One of the kids name is Underdog’s Secret Identity." I said: "Shoeshine?" Juss: "Yes." Today, I went to Back To School Night. When I saw the list of kids names, I burst out laughing. Sure enough, one child was…
Today, I picked up Juss at the bus. As we are walking home he askes, "Mommy, can I ask you something?" "Sure," I say. I stop walking, leaned over and waited, listening. I listened and listened and listened. He didn’t say anything. Finally, I said, "Yes?" To which Juss replied, "I haven’t thought of…
The Cherubim has a book that he can use to communicate. It was made by his god father’s mom and sister as part of a college project. It has a card that says: "I want" and pictures of stuff. He likes to get the pictures out when he wants something and then, he’ll say what…