Writing and Early Love by Debutante Eileen

Today I received my first book review. I’ve been really looking forward to seeing the reviews and dreading them at the same time. It is the nature of the book business that no matter how great your book might be- there will be people who love it and people who don’t.  It occurred to me that writing and publishing is a lot like young love. 1) When you are young you…

Friday, January 5, 2007
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Love and Air Hockey by Deb Eileen

To be honest, I didn’t remember my first kiss. Luckily, I kept diaries growing up (you remember, hard cover books with tiny, tiny, little keys?) Looking through them for this post brought up several issues:   • My handwriting was awful; each letter is huge and bloated. The world wide deforestation is due in part to my writing. I wasted huge volumes of paper.  I won’t even mention the period where…

Friday, November 10, 2006
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In The Treehouse by Deb Jennifer

Fifth grade.  Danny.  He had freckles and smelled like some exotic spice: cardamom or coriander.  He was a foster kid and only lived on our street for a year before being sent to another home.   What drew me to Danny (other than the mysterious scent) was that he came from a family more screwed up than my own.  His brother was in juvenile detention.  His mom was in rehab.  His…

Wednesday, November 8, 2006
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