{"id":1344,"date":"2011-11-05T09:24:20","date_gmt":"2011-11-05T13:24:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.old.caraghobrien.com\/book\/?p=1344"},"modified":"2011-11-05T09:24:20","modified_gmt":"2011-11-05T13:24:20","slug":"the-bell-in-the-woods","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/prized\/the-bell-in-the-woods\/","title":{"rendered":"The Bell in the Woods"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-1345\" title=\"WoodsBell\" src=\"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/WoodsBell.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"175\" height=\"192\" \/>At my parents\u2019 cabin, deep in the woods of Northern Minnesota, a cast iron bell was rung every evening to call us in for dinner.\u00a0 The distant sound came resonant and clear to us across the lake, or back in the raspberry patch, promising a gathering of cousins and the rote muttering of grace over hot food.\u00a0 We knew it was also my mother\u2019s chance to count heads and account for everyone, so we would hurry back to keep her from growing anxious.\u00a0 A special bell figures in <em>Prized<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-1233\" title=\"Prized-Button-Tiny\" src=\"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/Prized-Button-Tiny.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"75\" height=\"74\" \/>The <em>Prized<\/em> blog tour takes me today to <a href=\"http:\/\/evesfangarden.com\/blog\/2011\/11\/05\/prized-blog-tour-interview-with-caragh-obrien\/\" target=\"_blank\">Eve\u2019s Fan Garden<\/a>, where Georgia asks me about how writing the first two books in the series was different.\u00a0 The third book was different yet again.\u00a0 I must learn things from book to book, but it feels like I\u2019m always inventing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At my parents\u2019 cabin, deep in the woods of Northern Minnesota, a cast iron bell was rung every evening to call us in for dinner.\u00a0 The distant sound came resonant and clear to us across the lake, or back in the raspberry patch, promising a gathering of cousins and the rote muttering of grace over [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[17],"class_list":["post-1344","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prized","tag-prized-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1344","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1344"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1344\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1350,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1344\/revisions\/1350"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1344"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1344"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.caraghobrien.com\/book\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1344"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}