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A white orca in Puget sound? So rare. So wonderful.

April 18, 2020

These are dark days but this dear Earth we live on gives us one joyous marvel after another.

These are dark days but this dear Earth we live on gives us one joyous marvel after another.

Are you teaching from home? Resources.

March 31, 2020

If you are a parent teaching from home or a teacher teaching online, here is a one-stop post where you can find links to all of the resources I’ve created as companion pieces to This is not a Werewolf Story. Don’t hesitate to reach out to me! I love to exchange messages with readers and I love to see their art. If you are a teacher and are interested in arranging a Zoom meeting with me and your class, I’d love to hear from you.

In the meantime, let’s just remember that we are all the descendants of survivors. It’s hardwired into us. We know what to do. Show up. Do our best. Find the joy...

If you are a parent teaching from home or a teacher teaching online, here is a one-stop post where you can find links to all of the resources I’ve created as companion pieces to This is not a Werewolf Story. Don’t hesitate to reach out to me! I love to exchange messages with readers and I love to see their art. If you are a teacher and are interested in arranging a Zoom meeting with me and your class, I’d love to hear from you.

In the meantime, let’s just remember that we are all the descendants of survivors. It’s hardwired into us. We know what to do. Show up. Do our best. Find the joy...

Are you teaching from home? Resources.

March 31, 2020

If you are a parent teaching from home or a teacher teaching online, here is a one-stop post where you can find links to all of the resources I’ve created as companion pieces to This is not a Werewolf Story. Don’t hesitate to reach out to me! I love to exchange messages with readers and I love to see their art. If you are a teacher and are interested in arranging a Zoom meeting with me and your class, I’d love to hear from you.

In the meantime, let’s just remember that we are all the descendants of survivors. It’s hardwired into us. We know what to do. Show up. Do our best. Find the joy...

If you are a parent teaching from home or a teacher teaching online, here is a one-stop post where you can find links to all of the resources I’ve created as companion pieces to This is not a Werewolf Story. Don’t hesitate to reach out to me! I love to exchange messages with readers and I love to see their art. If you are a teacher and are interested in arranging a Zoom meeting with me and your class, I’d love to hear from you.

In the meantime, let’s just remember that we are all the descendants of survivors. It’s hardwired into us. We know what to do. Show up. Do our best. Find the joy...

a cellular lesson in love

November 28, 2019

Honestly, in creative terms, I burned down the house and everything in it when I wrote This is Not a Werewolf Story—it’s a bonfire of all that inspires and fascinates me, from medieval French, Celtic, Norse, and Native American legends to the wave theory of light and the tracing of genetic history through the maternally transmitted mitochondrial DNA.

But there was one source I discovered after I had written it.

I was finishing my first major revision when my sister told me a story my grandpa had told her. One of the ones he probably told over and over, but he never told it to me.

My grandpa was born in a town called Welcome, where Mosquito Lake Road meets...

Honestly, in creative terms, I burned down the house and everything in it when I wrote This is Not a Werewolf Story—it’s a bonfire of all that inspires and fascinates me, from medieval French, Celtic, Norse, and Native American legends to the wave theory of light and the tracing of genetic history through the maternally transmitted mitochondrial DNA.

But there was one source I discovered after I had written it.

I was finishing my first major revision when my sister told me a story my grandpa had told her. One of the ones he probably told over and over, but he never told it to me.

My grandpa was born in a town called Welcome, where Mosquito Lake Road meets...

17 Tips to Rock an Author Visit

November 20, 2019

After my first author visit to an elementary school, I asked the teachers who had invited me for some honest feedback. They had some pointers. If you ask a question, for example, don’t feel like you have to call on every single student who raises their hand. And bring visuals.
But then they surprised me.
“We could tell right away that you’re a teacher,” one of them said. “You looked like you knew what you were doing.”
Now that couldn’t be right. I hadn’t felt like I knew what I was doing. I had felt anxious and sweaty.
Sure, I’m a teacher. I’ve been in the classroom for almost twenty years. But most of that time...

After my first author visit to an elementary school, I asked the teachers who had invited me for some honest feedback. They had some pointers. If you ask a question, for example, don’t feel like you have to call on every single student who raises their hand. And bring visuals.
But then they surprised me.
“We could tell right away that you’re a teacher,” one of them said. “You looked like you knew what you were doing.”
Now that couldn’t be right. I hadn’t felt like I knew what I was doing. I had felt anxious and sweaty.
Sure, I’m a teacher. I’ve been in the classroom for almost twenty years. But most of that time...

17 Tips to Rock an Author Visit

November 20, 2019

After my first author visit to an elementary school, I asked the teachers who had invited me for some honest feedback. They had some pointers. If you ask a question, for example, don’t feel like you have to call on every single student who raises their hand. And bring visuals.
But then they surprised me.
“We could tell right away that you’re a teacher,” one of them said. “You looked like you knew what you were doing.”
Now that couldn’t be right. I hadn’t felt like I knew what I was doing. I had felt anxious and sweaty.
Sure, I’m a teacher. I’ve been in the classroom for almost twenty years. But most of that time...

After my first author visit to an elementary school, I asked the teachers who had invited me for some honest feedback. They had some pointers. If you ask a question, for example, don’t feel like you have to call on every single student who raises their hand. And bring visuals.
But then they surprised me.
“We could tell right away that you’re a teacher,” one of them said. “You looked like you knew what you were doing.”
Now that couldn’t be right. I hadn’t felt like I knew what I was doing. I had felt anxious and sweaty.
Sure, I’m a teacher. I’ve been in the classroom for almost twenty years. But most of that time...

6th grade lunch is for cannibal rabbits

April 23, 2019

The summer before sixth grade my family moved. Again. This time to Hawaii.

Obviously we couldn’t take the rabbits, but that was okay since we were getting a little sick of them and the way one of them kept having babies and the other one kept eating them.  The hutch where they lived looked like a major crime scene most mornings. My dad said they’d gone feral. Nobody went into the backyard anymore.  They ran the place. I have a picture in my head of my sister standing up in a patch of chard, her index finger pointing straight out with a rabbit attached to it by his teeth.  It seems likely that there was a lot less blood than...

The summer before sixth grade my family moved. Again. This time to Hawaii.

Obviously we couldn’t take the rabbits, but that was okay since we were getting a little sick of them and the way one of them kept having babies and the other one kept eating them.  The hutch where they lived looked like a major crime scene most mornings. My dad said they’d gone feral. Nobody went into the backyard anymore.  They ran the place. I have a picture in my head of my sister standing up in a patch of chard, her index finger pointing straight out with a rabbit attached to it by his teeth.  It seems likely that there was a lot less blood than...

Fan Art from the very talented Jane Andrews

September 10, 2018

Isn’t this beautiful? I really can’t get over it.  Ms. Jane Andrews was so kind and so generous and took the time to send me a copy of her interpretation of Raul and White Wolf. I love it. 

Isn’t this beautiful? I really can’t get over it.  Ms. Jane Andrews was so kind and so generous and took the time to send me a copy of her interpretation of Raul and White Wolf. I love it. 

Fan Art from the very talented Jane Andrews

September 10, 2018

Isn’t this beautiful? I really can’t get over it.  Ms. Jane Andrews was so kind and so generous and took the time to send me a copy of her interpretation of Raul and White Wolf. I love it. 

Isn’t this beautiful? I really can’t get over it.  Ms. Jane Andrews was so kind and so generous and took the time to send me a copy of her interpretation of Raul and White Wolf. I love it.