Let it….

When I was young, I loved sledding – and I loved coming in from the snow just as much, sighing in exhaustion and peeling off my wet mittens and socks, then curling up in a blanket by the fire and sipping cocoa (my Mom made the kind from a packet with mini-marshmallows, but she always used milk instead of tap water. It made all the difference. And if I sighed…

Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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Rolling out the red carpet for Deb Maria’s debut!

Torture my husband? Never. The man’s a saint. Well, maybe there’s one tiny little thing he did recently that would warrant a bit of torture: He walked over to me and calmly asked, “Where do you keep the diapers?” I wouldn’t have known how to adequately punish him had it not been for Maria’s book, 101 Ways to Torture Your Husband. Maybe it wouldn’t have been such a shocking question…

Tuesday, January 19, 2010
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Deb Sarah pits Art against Craft

Out of all the posts I’ve written for the Deb Ball so far, this has been the toughest one for me. Usually, I glance at the week’s topic and an idea instantly springs to mind.  Taking my author photo? Easy-peasy. Writing about deadlines? No problem; deadlines are my old frienemy. But Art…. well, you see, I’m not artistic. I don’t paint, dance, sing, or sculpt. My husband chooses all the…

Tuesday, January 12, 2010
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Deb Sarah usually squeaks in under deadlines…

As a former reporter, I’m used to print deadlines, and I’ve always loved the rhythm they create. Newsrooms tend to come alive slowly in the mornings as reporters wander in clutching jumbo cups of steaming coffee and little steno notebooks. Then tension slowly grows throughout the day until around five o’clock, when fingers frantically click against keyboards and shouts of “What’s another word for ‘corrupt’?” and “I need that story…

Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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Deb Sarah Promises to Try…

Dear Diary, Here are my resolutions for 2010: 1) Will simply ASK acquaintances to tell me their names once again instead of pretending to remember and spending the rest of the (wedding, reunion, party, etc) paralyzed with fear that someone will come up to us and require an introduction, revealing me to be the cowardly lying fraud that I really am. 2) Will never again passively-aggressively torture my nemesis (Hyper-Competitive…

Tuesday, December 29, 2009
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Deb Sarah has a gift to give…

I love giving presents. I love getting them, too. Hard to say which is better. But this week, I’m going to focus on giving. I’ve got one ARC of The Opposite of Me and I’ll send it (along with a little box of chocolates, just to sweeten up your reading experience) to one of you -or you can pick another recipient and I’ll ship it to them. Just leave a…

Tuesday, December 22, 2009
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The guy behind Deb Sarah’s book

The dedication for my novel was probably the easiest line I wrote in those 388 pages. I didn’t even have to think about it. But first a little background: Like most lawyers who work in D.C., my husband doesn’t exactly adore his job. He hates arguing and is allergic to stress (true story: once, in the middle of a heated argument, I glanced over to see that he’d fallen asleep….

Tuesday, December 15, 2009
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Deb Sarah’s blend of imagination and research

The first thing most people ask me when hear the premise of my book (it’s about twin sisters who couldn’t be more different – or so they think) is whether I’m a twin. Nope. I don’t even have a sister. Most people – myself included – often assume first novels are autobiographical, but mine is pure fiction. I’ve always been intrigued by the rich, complex relationships my friends have with…

Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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Deb Sarah’s dayjobs…

I live just steps away from Washington, D.C. – a city where people are as likely to ask, “What do you do?” as they are to say, “Hi! What’s your name?” So … what do I do? It took me a while to figure that one out. I left my job as a features writer for the Baltimore Sun to stay home with my new baby ten years ago. As…

Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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Introducing Deb Sarah’s son Jack, a future author!

Before we get to this week’s post, I wanted to update everyone on something amazing: Remember last Tuesday when I wrote about an 11-year-old girl named Sydney who stood up in support of her librarian – and was verbally attacked by a very nasty man?  At the suggestion of a few folks, I tracked Sydney down and chatted with her Mom, who was so touched by our community’s support of…

Tuesday, November 24, 2009
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