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January 2, 2010
Two signed copies of The Endless Forest in a random drawing
UPDATE: I still don't have my copies (really, very usual this close to the pub date) but my editor assures me they are on the way. I will let this contest run until they arrive, or the pub date, whichever comes first.
In preparation for the release of the sixth and last novel in the Wilderness series, The Endless Forest, I'm waking up the sleeping weblog for a few reasons. Specifically, I'm using (abbreviated, reinvented) weblog to
give away two signed copies of The Endless Forest (as soon...January 17, 2009
old friends
I ran across a copy of Hearts in Atlantis the other day, and I started thinking about the way an adult sometimes comes into the life of a child for a short period — weeks or months or a few years — and in that relatively short time, causes great changes in the child's understanding of the world. If you've never read King's Hearts in Atlantis (or seen the film, which is quite good), it takes on this subject with insight and sensitivity. Lonely kids, kids from dysfunctional families, smart...
January 9, 2009
marines and magazines
I should have held on to this one.
I can say with some certainty that I think of my father several times every day. My mother I think of way less often, which may have something to do with the fact that she died when I was fourteen. In spite of the fact that those fourteen years were colorful (to say the least), it has been a very long time.
My father had a big personality. Everybody in the neighborhood knew him. When he retired he swore he'd never cook again, but of course he spent all his...
the bear in the zoo
[image error]On Monday the restaurant was closed, and on those days, especially in the warmer months, my father would take my younger sister and me out for the day.
I remember going to the movies. He sat us down in front of westerns, musicals, murder mysteries and then spent the entire time pacing back and forth at the rear of the theater. Never out of sight, and never still.
He took us for long drives out into the country, sometimes as far away as Wisconsin where he'd find a tavern on a lake. Hamm's: the b...