The Great Candy Debate by Deb Eileen

This time of year I face an age old moral dilemma, one I like to think of as The Candy Crisis. In order to identify your own moral failings- I provide you with this quiz. There is no scoring, as that would take me too long to figure out. You want a quiz with scores go buy yourself a Cosmo magazine. Do you: a) buy Halloween candy now in an…

Friday, October 12, 2007
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Another Sucker…Learning the Hard Way Again by Deb Danielle

Well, I thought I’d covered “learning the hard way” last week and that this week I’d write something short and maybe even off-topic. But it turns out I’ve learned many things the hard way and should perhaps write a book on the subject. For now, here are are some of the less serious, but hard learned lessons from my life. From childhood: If you cut an arch-shaped wedge out of…

Thursday, September 13, 2007
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Closing Time by Deb Tish

When my youngest son, Lucas, was a baby, his bedtime routine was fairly simple — he had a bath in a baby wash chosen for the way it enhanced that “baby smell,” I wrapped him in clean cotton pajamas and, with his hair still damp, bundled him onto my lap for his bottle and story. Then, after we turned out the lights (and I finished swooning from smelling his baby…

Tuesday, July 31, 2007
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Guest Post by Danielle Younge-Ullman

How do you protect your writing time…or not? Hello Debs and readers, and welcome to my first blog. The lovely and talented Tish has asked me to fill in for her, so I am here as a guest. I noticed that last week there was a fire theme and this week there seems to be a water theme. I’ll try to work water in somewhere, but I really want to…

Tuesday, June 12, 2007
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On the merry-go-round by Deb Jennifer

If you walk into my house you can usually tell if I’m deeply involved in working on a book.  Once I’m sucked in, everything around me goes to hell.  The dishes sit undone in the sink.  Laundry piles up.  Toys left on the floor tend to stay there.  Taped to the walls are huge sheets of newsprint covered in story boards, chapter outlines and various other novel-related brainstorming. Coffee and…

Wednesday, May 23, 2007
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First book, first kid by Deb Jennifer

Although it’s not the most original analogy in the world, I’ve been thinking about how publishing a book is like having a kid.  All the anxiety beforehand, all the planning and preparation and daydreaming and wondering what it will really be like.   You stock up on diapers and cute little outfits, read all the books about feeding and sleeping.  You make lists of all the things to do to get…

Wednesday, May 9, 2007
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First Friend By Deb Anna

When I began thinking about this topic, I planned to write about Leah, my best friend from kindergarten through about third grade. Fourth? It can be difficult to determine when best friendships morph into regular old friendships, especially while looking back on those pre-pubescent years, but I’m fairly certain that by fifth grade — after Leah had transferred schools — we’d both moved on to other favorites. Then I remembered…

Monday, May 7, 2007
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A Girl Needs a Good Tagline by Deb Tish

Marketing guru M.J. Rose is adamant about one thing–every book needs a good tagline. Patry Francis, author of Liar’s Diary, and I took M.J.’s Buzz Your Book class last spring and rattled our brains to come up with taglines that spoke of not only the style of our books, but also our respective audiences. The tagline I came up with for Town House is… an eccentric metropolitan tale for the anxious…

Tuesday, April 3, 2007
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What Routine? by Deb Jennifer

I wrote my first (as yet unpublished) novel out longhand in notebooks back when we lived without electricity.  Then I’d take the notebooks and my laptop to a café and type it all in.  I had a full time job back then and I wrote in the mornings and evenings (and okay, sometimes during staff meetings).  When I sat down to write my second book (soon to be published as…

Wednesday, January 17, 2007
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Saturday Night Fever By Deb Anna

On Saturday nights, our family was happy. During the week, Dad wasn’t ever around, my brother and I fought, and Mom made a sound effort (though not sound enough for her overly observant and analytical daughter) to hide her unhappiness. But on Saturdays, we pretended to be a happy family. And we pretended well.

Sunday, November 12, 2006
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