Karen Cushman
Newbery award-winning children’s book author
Being of a somewhat oppositional temperament, I tend to dislike what everyone else likes. Here is a rare exception: I am neck deep in Seraphina and loving it. Rachel Hartman offers us a meticulously-built, rich and complex world peopled (if I may use that word to include dragons) with distinctive, engaging characters. I am absorbed, intrigued, and fascinated. Now farewell,
We just spent several days at my good friend Jane’s incredible house among the aspens in Colorado. Yesterday I heard she was packing up essentials in case they were called upon to evacuate. What a tragedy it would be if the fire took her house and the trees and the ponds and the bees. I think we should all do
I’m late to the party—The False Prince (Jennifer A. Nielsen) has been out and well-reviewed for months now, but I am happy I stumbled upon it at last. Sage is an orphan, a liar and a thief, snarky and rebellious. He is one of three boys recruited by a mysterious nobleman to compete to take the place of his country’s lost prince,
How terrific are these—cookies decorated with edible medieval manuscript illuminations! You can see more on the website and see how Anniina makes them. But how could anybody eat anything this gorgeous?
Ray Bradbury had a lot to do with my being a writer. I heard him speak many years ago at the LA Book Festival, and it seemed to me he was saying, “You can do it! It will be hard and fun and important and will change your life. Go and do it!” And so I did. Thank you, Ray
Here’s Otis enjoying the sun and the clematis while I am inside nursing a nasty cold. It’s a change from nasty allergies, I guess. Hope all of you are outside reveling in spring.
Welcome to the world to my brand new great-niece, Katherine Jane Lipski, called Kate. Things are a bit of a mess here on earth right now but maybe your generation will do a better job than we did. I love you, little Kate, without even meeting you.
Today (May 13) is my brother’s birthday. My little brother. My baby brother. At our first meeting, I disappointed my mother by ignoring her and the little bald package in her arms so I could continue reading (well, looking at—I was only 2 1/2) my book. I have over the (many, many) years grown to appreciate him, and now I
Due to technical issues way beyond my understanding, I can’t log in to my Facebook page until after May 9. If you want to comment or post anything, and you want me to see and respond to it, post it here. In the meantime, look at this photo of the tail fin of a rare white orca. Wonderful. Wish we
Actually from Kirby Larson‘s house. Actually from Kirby Larson’s beach house. Phil and I spent Friday there watching the sun set and enjoying the company of Kirby and her husband Neil, Nancy Roser of the University of Texas, and Miriam Martinez, also of that institution. We were cooking up a panel for the NCTE 2012 conference. Something to do with
