In some sense, winter doesn’t seem like a good time to have a big celebration. It’s cold, hard to travel (if one lives in a place with snow), and every other person is ill.
But there’s Christmas and Chanukka. And there used to be Saturnalia and Yule. And what about all those fantasy novels with solstice celebrations?
Apparently, winter festivals are common.
They’re also fun to create. Partly because weird behavior gets pardoned if it occurs during a festival. Continue reading
For as long as I can remember I wanted to make books. When I was four or five I was the illustrator. I spent hours drawing pictures of me going to the library for storytime or doing cartwheels in my gymnastics class. I remember writing stories about fairies who lived in trees, and re-telling little red riding hood. I dictated the stories to my mom and she wrote them down.
It was after the excitement of learning to read and write wore off that I discovered my dream.
I was going to write a real book. Continue reading
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