Far Too Hidden by Deb Eileen

My hidden talents are so hidden even I am unaware of them. All week long the pressure has been building: * Gail is capable of super yoga moves where she can bend herself into new and interesting shapes. I have a unique ability to fall asleep in contorted positions that result in various limbs falling asleep and then giving out from under me when I try to stand up. *…

Friday, March 14, 2008

No one rejects a knitter by Deb Eileen

With my vast experience of all of one week as a published author, people are asking me for advice on being a writer. This is amusing because I have no idea what I’m doing, I’m pretty much winging it. Just ask the other Debs who field my frantic emails. However, since you asked the one advice I can give is if you think you want to be a writer, make…

Friday, February 15, 2008

There is a reason he’s not that into you by Deb Eileen

Far wiser minds than my own have already covered the really good advice for my adolescent self. We’ve covered the importance of learning to like myself, hugging my mom and enjoying the journey. When I started to write this post I wasn’t sure if I would have anything to add. To get some inspiration I looked through my yearbooks and diaries. Suddenly I have a lot of advice for my…

Friday, February 1, 2008

Advice To My Adolescent Self, by Guest Author Lauren Baratz-Logsted

This topic is very timely for me. This very morning I recorded a podcast for Simon & Schuster, answering questions about my just-released novel, SECRETS OF MY SUBURBAN LIFE. (SECRETS OF MY SUBURBAN LIFE is about a teen named Ren D’Arc whose novelist mother is crushed to death by a stack of Harry Potter books. In the aftermath of this unique tragedy, Ren’s father moves her from NYC to Danbury,…

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Just leave Britney alone by Deb Eileen

I think of myself as a laid back person. This approach to life comes in part because of my day job. I work as a counsellor for people who have had catastrophic injuries and illness. It’s hard to complain about things like lip gloss that is too sticky when someone starts telling you about how they are dealing with burns, paraplegia or brain cancer (even though my hair gets stuck…

Friday, January 18, 2008

The Call by Guest Deb Christie Craig

The Debs are thrilled to welcome Christie Craig with a story sure to inspire you to get your butt back in the share this year. She’s also giving away a FREE t-shirt to a random commenter so be sure to leave us a note! I remember it like it was just last year. Oh…wait, it was last year. Oddly enough, sometimes it seems like yesterday and other times it seems…

Saturday, January 12, 2008

I Resolve by Guest Deb Diana Cosby

With our founders having officially left the party… we are left with an empty Saturday. The Debs will be looking at different ways that we can use this time and to help us out this week is guest deb Diana Cosby. I resolve not to . . . When the topic of, “I resolve not to . . .” was given to me to write about for The Debutante Ball,…

Saturday, January 5, 2008

Resolution Revolution by Deb Eileen

With the publication of my book growing ever closer I am engaging in the time honored tradition of many authors who have come before me- I am freaking out. If you can’t find me, I’m huddled under my desk clutching my galley copy of Unpredictable and using my fingernails as an important new food group. I feel it would be, shall we say-unwise, for me to engage in any heavy…

Friday, January 4, 2008

Keeping it Simple by Deb Eileen

I come from a long proud line of women who can cook. These women are not going to be impressed with the pseudo cooking of taking things from a box and adding water or cutting a dough log into slices and making them into cookies. No sir, it’s going to require more work. This week I’ve gone through my recipe box to try and decide what to share. The French…

Friday, December 21, 2007

Make Him Wear a Hat and other naughty advice by Deb Eileen

I had my yearly pap exam this week. Although far from one of my favorite activities, I quite like my doctor. I’ve gone to Doctor L. for six or seven years now. She is this tiny energetic woman, under five feet, so it is a bit like being examined by a wayward Keebler elf. This may sound disturbing, but for some reason it is oddly comforting for me. I am…

Friday, December 7, 2007