An Hour A Day

I have been cramming my spring break week about as full as can be. I've had three breakfasts with friends (including one three hours lon...

I'm home on spring break for ten whole days of glorious Colorado sunshine, grandbaby-cuddling, dog-walking, cat-brushing, and catching u...

This past week I hosted a Symposium on Race and Children's Literature at DePauw, funded by the generosity of the Prindle Institute for E...

In my senior year at North Plainfield High School, our "accelerated" English class was taught by the formidable Miss O'Brien. ...

As a child I liked the following little ditty. In fact, I liked it so much, I wrote it on a postcard sent home to my friends on my honeymoon...

In my beloved Betsy-Tacy books, Betsy's father, Mr. Ray, likes to say of February, "When the days begin to lengthen, then the cold ...

As a writer, I'm more of a plotter than a "pantser." Before I write the first line of chapter one, I usually have a good sense...