Friday, March 21, 2014

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

BReaking BAd eggS



Note to self: unlike with most other falling items, it will not be an improvement if you manage to catch a raw egg between your upper leg and the kitchen counter as it drops to the floor.

Friday, August 23, 2013

The Chinchilla Rapper


The students in my Grub Street Teen Intensive Workshop class are awesome.  They got an assignment to use elements from my own personal history as story prompts, and this is what it has led to...

(The chinchilla's name is Hammy.  He refused to stay in the family business by becoming a coat, and instead followed his dream of being a rapper.  Cotton candy also has something to do with it.  Things get weird here at Grub Street...)

Oh, and here is a photo of the actual chinchilla I owned in college (her name was Kenga):



Monday, July 29, 2013

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Meet Toad-oro

This little guy showed up on our doorstep one night this weekend, like he was waiting to be let in.  He peeps like a baby chick, eats crickets (live ONLY) and will stare raptly at Studio Ghibli movies but ignores all other television.

He's wild and won't stay with us long, but he's just too charming not to share...