Deb Elise: A Case Study In Near-Disaster

Even as I write this, I’m sitting with my grandmother and sister, watching the Eagles defeat (so far, keep your fingers crossed) the Giants, at the tail end of a weekend filled with fun, food, and family.  Work is great — Elixir was a bestseller, and Hilary and I are working on the sequel; Populazzi ARCs have arrived at Harcourt; I’m working on some really fun TV and DVD projects…

Monday, November 22, 2010
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Pesky Little Sisters by Guest Author CJ Lyons

Please welcome today debut author CJ Lyons, whose just-released medical thriller Lifelines is getting rave reviews. Jenny asked me to talk about sibling rivalry. Easy. My sister wins. Hands down. No contest. You see, I’m the oldest. The responsible one. The one who always had the hand-me-downs until I learned to sew and make my own clothes and then started to work and buy them myself. The one who was…

Saturday, March 8, 2008
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No One Here But Us Rivaling Siblings by Guest Author Katherine Center

Please welcome the delightful Katherine Center, whose debut novel The Bright Side of Disaster is funny, clever, poignant, and thoroughly enjoyable. She’s been told she absolutely must stick to our topic, and cannot veer from it at all. We are sticklers for propriety here at the Debutante Ball… Today’s topic is “sibling rivalry.” But I can’t write about sibling rivalry. Even though I have siblings of my own and two…

Friday, March 7, 2008
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Sibling Rivalry by Deb Lisa Daily

When we were kids, my brother and I fought over who got to eat their morning cereal with the sugar spoon. It made more sense at the time. The sugar spoon stood out among the other, more ordinary spoons in the utensil drawer. It was shorter, and had a rounder, um, spoon part. It was clearly special. I liked it because it was different, and I have always liked to…

Wednesday, March 5, 2008
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Middle Me This By Deb Anna

My mother has always told me I should be grateful that I’m not the middle child — a statement she’s been forced to trot out every time I’ve complained about being the youngest, which has been fairly often. The fact that there was no middle child in our family hasn’t seemed all that relevant. Being the baby gets a good rap; you’re allegedly showered in affection, can do no wrong…

Monday, July 9, 2007
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