Honestly, I’m scared of them. Just when I think I’m over it, one of them bites my daughter’s thumb or knocks down my ninety-year-old neighbor. I get, rationally, that most dogs are harmless, and I’m happy to pet the calm ones I know, but that still doesn’t make me less fearful of big, jumping, lunging dogs. I feel so helpless around unfamiliar dogs, and so confused that their owners don’t control them better. They let their dogs come right towards me with their panting… Continue reading
Ever since I talked to my agent Kirby Kim last week about what to write after the Birthmarked trilogy, I’ve been feeling optimistic and encouraged, both about the ideas themselves and the open-ended direction of my writing. I’m normally optimistic anyway, but I did wonder if Birthmarked was a fluke. Now I believe my brainstorming is leading me in good directions, and I’m grateful once again that I have a great agent to work with.
As far as I know, there’s no prescribed way… Continue reading
Coincidences tend to be unbelievable in fiction, but I’m living with a couple of curious ones now in my real life. A year ago, when my daughter told me she wanted to study in France, she applied to a program at the University of Rennes, and Rennes just happens to be the city where Hélène Bury, the French translator for Birthmarked, resides. What are the chances that my daughter and my translator would end up in the same city, giving me ample excuse to visit?
And now for an inspiring photo by my talented niece, Becca Hart. Thanks for the laugh, darlin’.