Favorite Hobbies of a Full-Time Writing Mother of Three Under Seven by Deb Tiffany

1. Dreaming of all the hobbies I’d take up if I had more time. 2. Amateur Sleuthing. For instance, the grayish pulp mashed on the floor is: a) dessicated blueberries b) playdough mixed with an unidentifiable substance c) probably biological in nature d) all of the above 3. Planning sensible, healthy, economic meals that eventually will be consumed after a ritualistic series of orange-level threats, negotiations, and bartering. 4. Tracking…

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Turning the Page by Deb Tiffany

This week’s topic, it turns out, really is the perfect subject for this week. We have a new president, a new spirit in our country, and we’re reassessing ourselves and how people see us in the world. I, for one, am chomping at the bit. Am I the only one who’s sick of Paris Hilton and celebrity culture? Tired of TV shows that proselytize overpriced stilettos and couture handbags? Completely…

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Forgive me readers for I have sinned by Deb Tiffany

I was going to get all holier-than-thou this week and write something about how writing is my guilty pleasure, or biking, but who am I kidding? I am only human, and so, dear readers, it is with my head hung low that I confess to indulging in the guiltiest pleasure of them all. That’s right, people. I’m talking about Rock of Love. If you’ve seen Rock of Love, you know…

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Food for Thought by Deb Tiffany

Thanks so much to all of you who have dropped by to celebrate the release of The Little Giant of Aberdeen County. It’s been a blast so far! The following essay can be found on my author page at Hachette Book Group. It explains a little bit about the background of the novel. Enjoy and happy reading in 2009! People are always asking me how I came up with the…

Thursday, January 8, 2009

The Zen of Publishing by Deb Tiffany

In the Japanese tea ceremony, you get a cup of tea in the end but that’s not the point. It’s not about the tea. It’s about the making of the tea. That’s everything you need to know about the process of publishing. Or, to mix metaphors: The football isn’t over there in the end zone. It’s in your own hands. So you’d best start running. For the longest time I…

Thursday, January 1, 2009

A Gift for Anyone Reading Today by Deb Tiffany

THE GIFT OF THE MAGI by O. Henry One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one’s cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And…

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Toto Pulls the Curtain Aside by Deb Tiffany

Like I mentioned in one of my comments earlier this week, I’m celebrity impaired. I just don’t recognize them out of context, and I think it’s because the hurly-burly of Hollywood isn’t what makes me tick. Books do. Literature does. Remember back in high school when you had to read The Classics, probably against your will, and there came the night when you were slaving over a paper you should…

Thursday, December 18, 2008

The Horror, the horror by Deb Tiffany

Do you want to feel better about your own life? Either because you can tell yourself, “Well, at least I’m not that bad” or because, after reading this, you’ll know you’re not alone? Then, dear reader, proceed by all means. But be forewarned. This post contains material that is inappropriate for the fainthearted. Yes, I’m talking about the interior of my car. The family car. For three messy, absent-minded, cluttering,…

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Books That Have You Covered by Deb Tiffany

The first book that I would say really changed my life is Joyce’s Ulysses. I didn’t read it because I wanted to. I was in graduate school, and was taking a course. At first, I hated it. The writing is lugubrious in places. You need companion texts just to understand the damn thing. And for all those pages, not all that much really happens. But something happened to me. I…

Thursday, December 4, 2008

A Favorite Poem by Deb Tiffany

Here, for Thanksgiving, is one of my favorite poems and the painting it’s based on. If you look carefully, you’ll see the feet of Icarus sticking up out of the sea right by the ship. No one is paying any attention, and isn’t that Auden’s point? Literature should make us pay attention. Hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Musee des Beaux Arts About suffering they were never wrong, The…

Thursday, November 27, 2008