News Flash, August 31st

We have said it in many ways an with many words over the past few days, but the 2008 Debutantes (Gail Konop Baker, Jenny Gardiner, Lisa Daily, Danielle Younge-Ullman, Jess Riley and Eileen Cook!) would like to thank you, our readers and community here, for a wonderful year. We have experienced untold support and generosity from so many of you and had a wonderful time sharing our debut year(s) with…

Sunday, August 31, 2008
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Glancing Backward — and Forward! by Guest Author, Kate Veitch

It is with great pleasure that I introduce the 2008 Debutante season’s final guest author, Kate Veitch. Kate and I met recently at Books Inc in San Francisco where I read from Falling Under, she read from Without A Backward Glance, we held a Q&A and then hung out afterward with some friends and fellow debs. I loved Without A Backward Glance–it is deep and powerful with vivid, complex characters…

Saturday, August 30, 2008
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The Debs Take Utopia by Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman

One of my biggest dreams came true this year with the publication of Falling Under. Of course, it didn’t all happen the way I imagined it, which means it was both more and less than I expected. I didn’t realize it would be so stressful. I didn’t realize how little control I would have over the process. But I also never dreamed of the friendship and generosity that could be…

Thursday, August 28, 2008
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Existential Ennui (or where is Danielle’s Daily Routine?) by Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman

My daily routine is having a crisis. It is not quite sure whether it even exists, which makes this an existential crisis. It needs therapy, vitamins, feng shui or possibly a cleanse of some kind. (But not the colonic kind, please.) Seriously, I am not the most regimented of people, though you’d think having first a dog and then adding a child, would have forced it upon me by now….

Thursday, August 14, 2008
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Toronto, San Francisco, Toronto, New York, Toronto…whew! by Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman

Hello lovely friends, readers and fellow debs, I am in New York, having just turned around from my trip to San Francisco. I’m tired already but having a blast! And I hugely appreciate all the wonderful words from you all about Falling Under. I’m short on time and writing genius, so I hope you’ll forgive me for posting some pictures! (Figured out how to work the alternate uploader doo-hicky–with much…

Thursday, August 7, 2008
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Launching…no time for recipes and I don’t cook anyway by Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman

Falling Under has officially been released! And the Debs minus Gail are in San Francisco. It has been a whirlwind and we’re just getting started. (Gail, we haven’t called your cell phone because we debs only just all got assembled tonight, but we miss you and are wishing you were here.) Earlier tonight (I’m writing this VERY late and nobody’s happy about that, esp with a great big king sized…

Thursday, July 31, 2008
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No Beaching for Me! by Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman

I’m not a beach girl–at least, not a lying-on-the-beach girl. Due to being horribly pale, prone to heat rashes, freckles and sunburns that, unlike other people’s sunburns which turn into tans, simply peel away, leaving me back where I started, I have a hard time enjoying the beach. It’s like being Cinderella at the ball, but without the fun part of going to the dance in the glass slippers and…

Thursday, July 24, 2008
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Falling Under Chicago, by Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman

There was a Chicago Version of Falling Under at one point, due to the request of my first agent who left the business before she got a chance to submit it to publishers. The agent I landed with preferred the Toronto setting and so it all got changed back, for which I am grateful. But there were some scenes that were written just for the Chicago version, scenes I had…

Thursday, July 17, 2008
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My Massive, Sappy Time Capsule by Deb Danielle Younge-Ullman

Don’t say I didn’t warn you… I have a few dozen diaries and journals I would put in my time capsule. The first is a little fake-blue-leather thing with a lock where I wrote the hilariously precocious longings of my fourth grade soul. The journals become less legible as time goes on until, by the time I was twenty-six and actually writing real journal entries while on stage during my…

Thursday, July 10, 2008
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