Imagining on an Epic Scale

Monday, October 9, 2017

When imbalanced brain chemicals send me into an anxious, self-doubting spiral, my beau generally says to me something along the lines of: “You have worlds inside you.” It’s his way of reminding me, when my brain is trying to tell vicious and defeating lies, that I am creative and passionate — and perhaps more importantly, that I have the ability to communicate those worlds to others. I think those worlds…

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An Introduction in Books

What better way to get to know a person than through the books that shaped their imaginations, right? When I say I grew up with my nose in a book, I really mean it. I took home stacks of books from the library every week and invariably read my way through the whole pile before our next visit. Couple that with the fact that I lived in a small town…

Friday, September 8, 2017
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Guest Post by Danielle Younge-Ullman + #DebBallGiveaway of EVERYTHING BEAUTIFUL IS NOT RUINED

Saturday, February 25, 2017

We are so thrilled to welcome back to The Debutante Ball former Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman! We were so thrilled to get the news about Danielle’s new book EVERYTHING BEAUTIFUL IS NOT RUINED – Congratulations, Danielle! This novel, that Quill & Quire called in its starred review “An emotionally resonant, fabulously crafted novel,” was just released on February 21st. We Debs are so excited to read this book which is described…

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Happy New Year … in September

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

During a catastrophically bad job interview, Kate, the main character in Small Admissions says that, in her mind, the year begins in September — not in January. It’s one of the few reasonable (as in not completely crazy) statements she makes as she’s trying to land a job in a school. I feel the same way. For me, September has always meant the beginning of a new year. All these…

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Memories and Writing: The Act of Invention

My collection of childhood diaries
Tuesday, May 17, 2016

When I read Louise’s post about her childhood memories, I had to laugh. Like Louise, my childhood memories are hazy. Former classmates are forgotten. Events never seem to have happened. My parents and sister will say, “Do you remember…” and I say, “Nope, not at all!” On a recent trip with a group of girlfriends, they were reminiscing about a camping trip from hell. It was raining, a woman came…

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A Memory of Senses

Monday, May 16, 2016

I have a wonky memory. I have purchased many novels, and have read twenty or thirty pages in only to realize that I had read the book before. I forget character’s names and movie titles and basically every plot point. My lack of memory goes for my own life as well as the stories I consume, so when I read that this week’s theme was childhood memories, I felt at…

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KID SCRIBBLES (also known as: My Mom Keeps EVERYTHING)

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

I was not one of those kids who wanted to be a writer when she grew up. I wanted to be a famous singing act with my sister (neither of us can hold a tune, by the way), then a vet, an orthopedic surgeon (did I mention I sucked at math and science?), until I finally settled in my teens on what I considered the perfect career — a news…

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Deb Sarah’s Life-Changing Books

There have been many, many books that have had a huge impact on me over the years, but I’m going to focus on my early years–since this is the time that I both decided that a.) I loved reading, and b.) that I wanted to be a writer. I have a tendency to want to self-edit this list, to only share certain titles and leave the others out, but I’m…

Thursday, November 11, 2010
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Dear Young Eve by Deb Old Eve

Dear Eve at 12, Your family is not as odd as you think they are (well, some of them are. But that’s not your problem). You’re doing fine. Your teeth will straighten out, you really do have good hair and your handwriting will improve (although in twenty years no one will write anything by hand anymore and it won’t matter). Try not to worry. Trust me. Dear Eve at 16,…

Friday, July 3, 2009
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A letter to myself, circa 1990, by Deb Katie

Dear Katie, Oh, Katie, Katie, Katie. There are a lot of things I could tell you but won’t, because as tempting as it would be to give you all the lottery numbers and sports scores, that would change a lot of things that I’d just as soon not change. Instead, I’ll just tell you that, yes, this is definitely your awkward stage. And yes, you will grow out of it….

Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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