Marly Youmans's Blog, page 117

July 19, 2012

Tweetheads

NBA Young People’s Literature - Winners, Finalists, And Judges On Twitter

If you are on twitter or follow it, this might be an interesting list to pursue--lots of people I did not know were on. And now, back to the big summer read...

And speaking of things discovered on Twitter, where, oh where is the angel with the flaming sword when you need him? First Billy Collins unbuttons Emily Dickinson
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Published on July 19, 2012 06:59

July 18, 2012

Gold-motes

GOLDEN SEA

I've signed onto Makoto Fujimura's Kickstarter project and hope you will as well. I admire Mako and his nihongan-style painting, as do many people around the globe.


LABYRINTH

Midori Snyder has shared Paul Digby's wonderful video of my poem "In Extremis," and reminded me of her lovely blog, In the Labyrinth: She also has this and more to say about The Throne of Psyche: "First up
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Published on July 18, 2012 16:21

July 17, 2012

On the calendar

On July 24 I'll be talking about A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage and The Throne of Psyche with Bill Jaker of "Off the Page" (WSKG, Binghamton.)

Listen live at 1-2:00, sign up for the podcast, or listen here.
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Published on July 17, 2012 07:20

July 16, 2012

25th anniversary

On this very day 25 years ago I eloped with Michael Thomas Miller, a man who in the past year has raced on horseback to the pyramids of Giza (and won, mind you), was passed off (in his blithe innocence) as a potential groom in Vietnam while on a medical-mission trip, and spent the night on a high, narrow ledge of the Crazy Mountains wrapped in the bloody skin of a mountain goat (shades of Star
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Published on July 16, 2012 03:14

July 15, 2012

Quotes x 3

HANDSELLING GRATITUDE

Quoting writer Elaine Neil Orr on facebook with huge thanks to handsellers everywhere and Quail Ridge Books in Raleigh and Nancy in particular for loving and selling A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage: "I was in Nancy Olson's bookstore yesterday, holding your book, and Nancy came by, took the book from my hand and said to all nearby: You need to read this!"

MOST
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Published on July 15, 2012 10:17

July 14, 2012

Unpacking Ms. Penelope's trunk...

Clive Hicks-Jenkins,
vignette from
The Foliate Head 

Last night I tootled off to Crumhorn Mountain with child no. 2 to see no. 3 dance with The Order of the Arrow. Must say that being 1/16th Mohawk must help because he looked long and elegant and graceful. And that faux-Iroquois mini-dress and feather bustle looked pretty grand! Alas, it was quite hot dancing around summer fires, and an
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Published on July 14, 2012 09:06

July 13, 2012

Pre-orders--

Pre-orders are now available from Stanza Press in the U.K.Interior/exterior art by Clive Hicks-Jenkins.Design by Andrew Wakelin.
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Published on July 13, 2012 13:47

July 12, 2012

Snip from White Camellia

Excerpt, A Death from the White Camellia Orphanage:



From a ways
off, the train idling by the tank did not look so big.  And he had practiced for this, grabbing a
vine and swinging his legs up and onto the fork of a tree, over and over, until
the jump to his “boxcar” was easy.  Grey
smoke vented from the stack at intervals, barely staining the air.  But when the train began to move, it
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Published on July 12, 2012 11:02

July 11, 2012

Thread in the labyrinth

The dog stopped barking and began to snooze. Child no. 3 is sleeping so deeply I checked for breathing. Child no. 2 and friends (day off today!) probably stayed up all night. Sleeping in the playroom, those... The tourist traffic sounds like water. I look around and once again realize the dire need for three maids, a gardener, and a secretary. The latter part of summer is all reading-and-judging
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Published on July 11, 2012 07:07

July 10, 2012

The fictive dream and the folding chair

Recently I enjoyed an opera on opening night and relished seeing friends in the chorus. The opera house demanded a compaction of usually grand settings onto a smaller stage. Lovely and inventive costumes, heartfelt singing, a magical opera, a beautiful story in which people of high rank are battered and tossed by great forces, and a rural, fresh-air opera house with grand acoustics... I had a
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Published on July 10, 2012 06:34