On “Write Now” Blog: My Son Said, “Why Not Self-Publish, Mom!”
“Mom, why don’t you self-publish?” For over twenty years my son, Quinn, had witnessed my fledgling writing career. He knew about the countless near misses. He’d seen me at my…
“Mom, why don’t you self-publish?” For over twenty years my son, Quinn, had witnessed my fledgling writing career. He knew about the countless near misses. He’d seen me at my…
Dear Teen Me from author Bridget Birdsall (DOUBLE EXPOSURE, ORDINARY ANGELS) Dear Teen Me: What would I tell you now? Well, just like A.S. King, I’ve rewritten this letter twice,…
Last night I slept on an air mattress in an unfurnished farmhouse at the edge of the Baraboo Bluffs. From my makeshift office on the front porch, I listen to…
What Writing Means to Me: Truth Tempered With Love On the eve of my eleventh birthday, I informed my mother that I wanted to be a writer. I had just…
What Writing Means to Me: Truth Tempered With Love On the eve of my eleventh birthday, I informed my mother that I wanted to be a writer. I had just…
Attending and presenting at the Write by the Lake Conference last week with UW Madison's Division of Continuing Studies, I took a fun and fabulous class with Angela Rydell on…