Good Golly, Miss Molly!

Diviners pictured left to right Holly Cupala, Katherine Grace Bond, Moi, Molly Blaisdell, Judy Bodmer, Peggy King Anderson. Diviners not pictured Justina Chen Headley (getting ready to fly to China for a year!) and Dawn Knight.

The Diviners were at it again this week celebrating yet another book publication. This time we did a cheer (note pompoms in our hot little hands) for the publication of Molly's fabulous picture book: Rembrandt and the Boy Who Drew Dogs by Molly Blaisdell, illustrated by Nancy Lane, Barrons Publishers.

Peggy King Anderson (in pink) wrote a cheer we performed with said pompoms. Molly opened cards, and was gifted with flowers and the coveted Nancy Pearl Shushing Librarian Award!

The Diviners give "The Nancy" to a praise worthy member to celebrate her success. The Shushing Librarian has to keep her bags packed these days. She's really been on the move with so much good news!

Congratulations Molly!

Until next time

dream well

You have this way of speaking and it is the way the story is told.
There is no other way to say it. You cannot dam the waters and stop the flow.
You cannot turn back to the old way of saying.
You fall into the abyss of language hoping words will hold you up. They do not. They throw you down.
You have been kicked out of the comfortable nest of “the right way to write”
You are falling.

GOOD NEWS!

THE BEAST OF NOOR
is now in its 4th printing.








This means the Shriker still haunts the forest of Noor. More readers will have to go on the adventure with Miles and Hanna to end the Shriker's curse.

Do not wander in the deeps
where the Shriker's shadow creeps.
When he rises from beneath,
beware the sharpness of his teeth.

Until next time

fellow travelers walk well

Janet

WRITER VS. WILD

July 5th. After the fireworks, what? Back to the writing desk. My character, Kipp, is in the desert now. I'm in a dry writing spell and feeling a little lost. Maybe we are both lost and trying to survive.

The desert is harsh and spare. I'm reminded of Bear in the show "Man Vs. Wild" wrapping his tee shirt around his head for a turban to protect him from the sun -- of him searching for water. The earth looks flat, tight and hollow as a drum. How does Kipp get out? How do I get out of the dry writing spell? He walks. I walk too -- walk away from the desk and lose myself in the garden for a while. It's not think time but do time. I keep my body busy so my subconscious can work without my prattling conscious mind getting in the way.

The writer in me can't leave Kipp alone and hungry for long.

Until next time,

dream well.

Janet