National Poetry Month, Day 13

This is just to say…that what I really wish I still had is Josh Rayner’s parody of this poem he wrote me in 10th grade that started out, “I burned your newly-finished novel yesterday…” This Is Just To Say by William Carlos Williams I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving…

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A Sad Day

I am sad to report that after eight happy years, Candlewick is finally putting ALPHAOOPS: THE DAY Z WENT FIRST out of print in hardcover. There are only about 50 left in existence — if you’ve ever wanted one–for you or as a gift for a friend — now’s the time to pick one up. You guys get whatever…

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In Which Charlie Rules the World

Yes, I am a grown woman who sleeps with a teddy bear. In fact, that teddy bear is so famous, he’s in my professional author bio. “Born in Burlington, Vermont, Alethea makes the best baklava you’ve ever tasted and sleeps with a teddy bear named Charlie.” Today in USA Today’s Happy Ever After Blog, Joyce Lamb interviewed a bunch…

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The Lost Art of Everything

I’m over at the Waterworld Mermaids today discussing the Lost Arts of the Twenty-First Century…like handwriting, phone etiquette, and some other fun things I stumbled upon while doing an internet search that I never would have considered. http://waterworldmermaids.com/2014/04/the-lost-art-of-lost-arts/ What do you think is becoming a New Lost Art? Tweet

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National Poetry Month, Day 9

I memorized this poem in the 9th grade, by singing it to myself. Ah, Poe. My emo high school boyfriend. Annabel Lee By Edgar Allan Poe It was many and many a year ago,    In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know    By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she…

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National Poetry Month, Day 8

I thought this poem particularly appropriate for this year, with its particularly loooong winter. A Wintry Sonnet A Robin said: The Spring will never come, And I shall never care to build again. A Rosebush said: These frosts are wearisome, My sap will never stir for sun or rain. The half Moon said: These nights are fogged and slow,…

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Alethea Reads “Abigail”

Yup…I can already tell this month is going to be insane, and all of my best laid plans are…well…I’m just going to have to allow them to go astray if and when they need to. In the meantime, I still have many fun things for you! Like this one — i which I read Hunter Grey’s horror fantasy story…

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