7-Imp’s 7 Kicks #193
(the Save-the-Words Edition): Featuring Paul Hoppe

h1 November 14th, 2010 by jules


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Pictured here is a sneak-peek from author/illustrator/graphic novelist Paul Hoppe. In Spring 2011, Chronicle will release The Woods, which Paul describes as his second self-authored children’s book. It’s about a boy who goes into the woods to look for his stuffed bunny. “This is very much based on stories and fairy tales from Poland, Germany, and all over Europe,” Paul told me, “in which the forest was a magical, mysterious place.”


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Sketch from The Woods

Paul, an illustrator and graphic designer, first came to my attention last year with his 2009 release from Bloomsbury, Hat. I very much liked this book, all about Henry, a young boy with his mother, who spots a wide-brimmed hat on a park bench. Henry really wants to keep the red hat, and his imagination takes off as he ponders the hat’s uses (a boat, sailing far away; a wedge for a crocodile’s mouth; a prop in a stage show that makes Henry a bonafide star; etc.).

However, when his mother suggests that someone else might need the hat, Henry then imagines his scenarios in reverse — keeping in mind what would happen to the folks who are without said hat (a sunburned lifeguard, for one). So, Henry decides to leave the hat behind. (AND…I’m doing a poor job of describing it, since my copy was a library copy and I don’t currently have a copy on hand. But that’s the gist of it.)

Publishers Weekly wrote about this one, “Hoppe’s…inked cartoons, punctuated by rose, teal and green spot colors, give Henry’s Walter Mittyesque musings an indomitable, ebullient innocence reminiscent of kids’ books from the early 1960s,” and the Kirkus review notes the “gorgeous Caps for Sale blue.”



Paul’s here this morning to briefly introduce himself, so let’s get right to it, and as we listen, we’ll take a look at some more of his illustrations and graphic-novel work…

Paul: I was born in Poland and grew up in Germany. I got interested in the arts through reading comics as a young boy. But, since it didn’t seem feasible, I studied graphic design and fine arts and started working in the advertising and animation field. To grow artistically, I came to New York on a grant by the German Academic Exchange Service (DAAD) to pursue my MFA in Illustration at the School of Visual Arts. Here, I met incredibly talented and ambitious artists who are both inspiration and dear friends to this day. In my year at the SVA MFA program, there were four students who were very determined and focused on becoming children’s book authors / illustrators. Lauren Castillo, Shadra Strickland, Taeun Yoo and Jonathan Bean were our children’s book “taskforce.” I learned a lot from them.

Inspired by the Big City, I did a lot of location drawing and explored urban themes. I started doing editorial illustration. Getting frequent assignments by esteemed publications such as The New York Times and The New Yorker was incredibly thrilling.

Inspired and encouraged by fellow graduates working in this field, I started working on children’s books and more recently got heavily into comics again, which is where my whole journey started.

Now, because of my colorful past, my projects are very diverse, which is both exciting and challenging. Sometimes I have to remind myself how fortunate I am being an artist in New York.

I have a great interest in comic-zines, self-publishing, and hand-made books. Out of this interest, I started the Comic Anthology Rabid Rabbit with my colleague Chris M. Butzer, joined by Ben X. Trinh and S.Y. Choi and a pool of fantastic contributors. I continue to do hand-made mini-comics and sell them at events such as the MoCCA Festival and Brooklyn Comics and Graphics Festival — and sometimes comic stores in the city.

Can I See Your I.D.?, written by Chris Barton and to be published by Dial Books for Young Readers in Spring 2011, is a young adult title. Ten stories about pretenders and people that took on a different identity through various time periods. I did the cover and a one-page comic for each chapter.

Metal Man was published by Charlesbridge in 2008. One day, a metal welder and a young boy create art together.


Peanut, written by Ayun Halliday (Schwartz & Wade), is my biggest project, a 200-page young adult graphic novel about a girl who switches schools and finds an unusual way to make herself more interesting in her new surrounding. This one is still in the works.


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Paul’s-books collage
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For more information on Paul and to see more art, here’s his website, here’s his blog, and here’s his zines work. I thank him for stopping by.

All images © Paul Hoppe and used with permission. All rights reserved.

As a reminder, 7-Imp’s 7 Kicks is a weekly meeting ground for taking some time to reflect on Seven(ish) Exceptionally Fabulous, Beautiful, Interesting, Hilarious, or Otherwise Positive Noteworthy Things from the past week, whether book-related or not, that happened to you.

* * * Jules’ Kicks * * *

Honestly, I’m surprised I could muster up seven kicks. I have felt all week as if a violin has been playing out of tune in the next room. Let’s make that a fiddle, since the very funny Steve Martin is entertaining us below with some bluegrass this morning. No, I don’t know why a fiddle would be playing in the first place in the next room of my life—I don’t claim to be a novelist any good at metaphoring (I just turned that word into a verb)—but mine’s been creaking and caterwauling and altogether off-key.

But, because I would be a fail-tastic host to not bring you some kicks this week, I shall do so. Not to mention there are always small graces to be found in this world. (And, quite possibly, it’s our task to find them.)

1). As mentioned above, Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers with the entire atheist hymnal:

I mean. JUST. PERFECT.

You see, bluegrass is one of my Best Things Ever—and, when it comes to music, my Best Kind of Music—and so I’ve heard a lot about Jesus and sin and the devil and passing through the pearly gates and crowns of gold and His life on Calvary and the shining gospel way and the great judgment day over my many long years of fan-dom. So, again, that’s just flat-out clever. That Steve Martin. Leave it to him.

Plus, I think Martin just single-handedly established a trademark gesture for all the atheists of the world (the lower-case finger thingy he’s doing over the musicians’ heads). And now I think he should tackle a bluegrass hymn for agnostics. That just screams for all kinds of creative lyrics.

2). Former U.S. Poet Laureate, Billy Collins, spoke in Nashville yesterday. Two good friends of mine in Knoxville had planned to join me on this poetry adventure, but they both couldn’t make it. I got up early; made some strong coffee; and went by myself. I enjoyed the time to sit and think, as I sat there nerdy-early to get a good seat (even if I did have to drink my coffee out of a travel mug, which is a sacrilege I engage in only when I have no other options. Dear coffee: THOU SHALT NOT HAVE A LID. Or be iced.)

Anywhoozles, Collins was a terrific speaker. Not an ounce of pretension in the man. My two favorite moments: Someone asked after his talk how he manages self-discipline when it comes to his writing, and he said he has none and that he’s actually a low-grade hedonist. Also, he tells his students to throw a dog into their poems when they get too navel-gazing and self-absorbed. Couldn’t tell if he was being tongue-in-cheek or serious, but I suspect it’s a little bit of both. And then he read this — as an example of that, but also an example of a poem devoid of any sentimentality whatsoever. One doesn’t envision laughing so hard at a poetry reading.

3). Want some more music? This is my friend, Natasha, in a recent live performance. She was trained classically on the guitar, and I think you can tell when you see this guitar-playing.

4). I got parent-of-the-year looks from my girls when I a) spent all of six bucks on songs from The Aristocats to stick on my iPod for them and b) got them some simple supplies for their arts-and-crafts obsessions needs. It’s always the little things, isn’t it?

4½). My talented co-authors and their smart-itude.

5). My sun:

6). Mid-morning walks with the above-pictured five-year-old. No destination in mind. Just strolling. And looking. And talking. (“Walking through the world, walking under trees. / Many things that only you and only I have seen,” writes Karen Peris in one of her beautiful songs about walking with one of her children.) And, if Ada’s involved, you’re going to be looking for cats. We spotted one surly-looking feline one morning, which good common sense told us not to pet, but the next morning, he deemed us worthy to touch him. This was the central and most compelling moment of the five-year-old’s week.

7). I’m reading Laurel Snyder’s Penny Dreadful to my girls. And my last kick is the character of Luella, a friend the book’s protagonist, Penny, meets when she moves to a small town in East Tennessee (!), called Thrush Junction. And the other part to this kick is the notion of worm battles, which Luella is into watching. (“Are you ready to RUUUUUMBLE?”) This made me have to put the book down and laugh a minute.

Also, I just stumbled upon Laurel’s own music playlist for her novel, as posted over at Largehearted Boy in early October. I whole-heartedly approve of that song list. I’ll sign off with one of the songs from her list, Uncle Tupelo with “No Depression.” There’s nothing snazzy about this video, but it enables you to enjoy the song. So, please do so.

Or, SHOOT. I’ll even put the original down here, as performed by the Carter Family. This brings us full-circle in my kicks to Steve Martin’s secular bluegrass. Hey, it’s a little something for everyone, no matter your religious beliefs — or lack thereof.

Note: As noted in Publishers Marketplace this week, journalist and reviewer and blogger Colleen Mondor sold The Map of Dead Pilots, a nonfiction title all about “Alaskan pilots navigating a world that demands a close communion with extreme physical danger and emotional toughness.” It was sold to Lyons Press. Big ‘ol congratulations to Colleen!

Final Note: SAVE THE WORDS! The Oxford English dictionary is on a quest to prevent thousands of words from falling out of daily use. They are asking folks to adopt a word, use it in everyday speech, and keep it alive. Given my love of hyperbole, I decided to adopt “traboccant,” which means “superabundant.”

“I have a traboccant love for coffee, and so I am going to get up and have another cup.”

Did I do that right? The only problem is that I like the more modest “superabundant” even more, with my apologies to “traboccant.” Such as, “my need for a second cup of coffee is soooo superabundant, dude.”

And what are YOUR kicks this week? Feel free to pick an endangered word and use it in your kicks. Here’s the site. If you click on “adopt-a-word” and then “find,” you can pick from a list of words facing utter extinction. I humbly ask you to do your part to save the poor scorned, scoffed at words, dear readers. Misfits, all of them.

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32 comments to “7-Imp’s 7 Kicks #193
(the Save-the-Words Edition): Featuring Paul Hoppe”

  1. I met Paul Hoppe a few weeks ago and I love his work. I guess I have come to really value the step out of cliche that an international perspective lends (particularly as I’m living in Japan for the year-bthwy there are loads of GREAT books here). Love the HAT book.
    Secondly I agree about the whole word thing because I get so happy about them when they are used well. -except in three instances.
    1-sometimes words need to be retired-not because they are ugly (MORE ugly words Please!) but because they are useless (see jumperism). Plus, Its probably me, but some of those tricksy words just sound naughty (see todiculate) even if they are quite innocent-so how does one introduce them into one’s vocabulary without sounding dirty or pompous.
    2-I also Hate to admit that I don’t understand a word someone else is using.
    3-sometimes my brain gets so soggy after a day with kids or allergies or life that using “like” and “thingy” is about all I am good for. (can you get the thingy over on the thingy).
    amy


  2. Well, whatever my #1 kick was, it fell out of the top spot because…

    1) PAUL HOPPE!
    2) My friend Pamela’s 4 y.o. knew all the words to Shark Vs. Train and could have been my understudy during a bookstore visit yesterday (http://twitpic.com/36ls7u)
    3) I got to ride bikes training-wheels-free with my 6 y.o. for the first time this week
    4) Pandora brought this to my attention. Thank you, Pandora: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=53Ol91W9hyE&feature=fvw
    5) Pure joy: http://www.wimp.com/britishpeople/ (OK, fine: pure corporate-sponsored joy — but joy is joy)
    6) Clare Dunkle’s HOUSE OF DEAD MAIDS which, in addition to being a terrific book, is going to result in me reading its “sequel,” Wuthering Heights, for the first time
    7) Posting my kicks, which I haven’t done in too, too, too long…


  3. This post is traboccant with awesomeness.

    Squee! Paul Hoppe. LOVE Hat :) . Can’t wait to see The Woods.

    The Billy Collins poem is hilarious. So jealous you saw him in person. Lucky lucky lucky! And I enjoyed “No Depression” and hearing Natasha. Nice sun pic, too.

    Love the Adopt-a-Word thingie. Since I’m focusing on the letter “F” on my blog, I randomly chose an “F” word, “famelicose.” You’ll never guess what it means! “Very hungry.” Eeee! What are the chances? It’s fate, I tell you . . .

    So, being quite famelicose this Sunday morning (and every morning), I’ll share one nice kick: celebrated Len’s birthday at a quaint country French restaurant last night. We hadn’t been there in awhile; it’s very small and people are always packed in there like sardines. Traboccant lip smacking prevailed as everyone downed snails, quails, filet mignon, frog legs, rack of lamb, scallops, shrimp, rabbit and giant profiteroles. You’d have thought they were famelicose or something. :)


  4. Jules, so sorry about the off key violin in the next room. Hugs.And thank you for the Paul Hoppe and Billy Collins and Oxford dictionary wonderfulness, even if Jama is scaring me with her newfound words. I’m counting all that as my first kick.

    2. Sun in November, and yesterday it was warm enough in Mass. for my husband and I to hit the bike path, where many were smiling like gangsters. We got a weekend!

    3. Heard Emmylou Harris live, as they say. First time after many years of adoration.

    4. Get to see my daughter next week!

    5. Words are flowing. Can I say that without calling out the jinxes? Okay, I’m calling that 6 and 7. Every word should be a kick, yes?


  5. Reading your blog brings a smile to my face! I esp. enjoyed Steve Martin today – although there are a traboccant group of folks who just may watch football in their underwear after they get home from church! Thanks for sharing. I am adding titles to my wish list! (don’t know if I did that right but hopefully, the word traboccant lives on)


  6. Thanks so much for having me, Jules, and for the kind words from everybody. It was great to swing by!

    As a foreigner I’m still learning new words every day (well maybe not *every* day; sometimes my brain is foggy and I as well rely on “like” and “thingy” and such, Amy). I do love forgotten words, and hope by the time I get to them they won’t be all goners!


  7. I enjoyed today’s feature with Paul Hoppe. I love the love of The Hat.
    Jules, I understand about the out of tune violin…think it is the November blues. Your photo of the sun is superabundant.
    Word rescue is a kick for me. I am sharing with my friends.
    I didn’t get to go to NJ…my aunt wanted no visitors but she is now out of the hospital and in the care unit of where she lives.
    I am almost finished with the 500+ page book for book club: The Lacuna by Kingsolver. I started on Thursday. Since I thought I’d be in NJ, I postponed reading it…it”s been great to crawl into and escape.
    Oregon Ducks: Pulled it out over Berkley…I don’t follow much football but this team is special.
    Have a great week.


  8. That bear’s “Honey” pendant in the first image is hilarious, as is Steve Martin’s song.

    I am sorry about your violin feelings, Jules. The second cup of coffee is bound to help. I was feeling all out-of-sorts yesterday, so I went to Target, bought a string of big red globe Christmas lights, put them up on my porch, and turned them on. I realize that rushing-the-season thing depresses people, but UGH it is light for so few hours in the day right now. I need to make some extra light of my own. It was very satisfying.

    Speaking of violins, one of my biggest kicks this week was seeing this young’un, Augustin Hadelich, play the violin with our local orchestra last night. I was super-tired when I went to the concert, but he made me SIT RIGHT UP and pay attention.


  9. Back for real shortly. Just saw a word on the “forgotten words” list that you may have missed, Jules, and had to pass it on: long play.

    long play, n., vinyl phonograph records that play at 33-1/3 revolutions per minute. “Sanjay’s habit of playing his long play records at 2am didn’t go down too well with his Amish neighbours.”

    “Forgotten”? Ha.


  10. I just listened to all the music…Steve Martin, hilarious! I have to get Natasha’s album. I do remember her group being featured on 60 minutes. Went to the website and love her style. I think I prefer the orginal Depression song to the Carter rendition.
    Music is what I need these gloomy November days.


  11. Love Paul Hoppe’s stuff. My first intro to him, I think, was via Chris Barton’s blog, but this is a whole side of him — several sides — I didn’t know about. Thanks!

    Jules, I do have to smile when you say it’s been a kicks-light week… and then proceed to lay out so many things like the Steve Martin video (balanced so perfectly by the two “No Depression” ones) and the OED’s save-the-words site. It’s hard for me to care much about words with (apparently) perfectly apt still-common synonyms, but the ones with strange single-purpose definitions really appeal to me. So I claimed teliferous, adj., bearing darts or missiles. As in, oh… The Death Star filled the night sky, a malevolent presence, a teliferous moon.

    So, so happy you got to see Billy Collins. “The Revenant” cracked me UP. As I told The Missus, you read the first two lines and think, “Do I REALLY want to read a poem about this?” But then you think, Hey, it’s BILLY COLLINS…! and somehow just know you’ll be laughing and/or tearing up within a few more lines. “I never liked you — not one bit.” HA!

    (Another one of my regular correspondents just saw him, out in Tucson I think, and he evidently read “The Revenant” there, too.)

    The day’s already unraveling under me, so I’ll try to be quick with kicks of my own:

    * Chrome-wire shelving. Easy to put together: I was imagining a nightmare afternoon of turning bolts and nuts and scraped-raw fingertips — but this was almost ridiculously easy. Like Tinkertoys. And I can already see it’s going to revolutionize our not-enough-horizontal-surfaces lifestyle. (Hmm… wonder if it’s possible to suspend the things from ceilings…?)

    * Work-in-progress happiness (albeit not quite satisfaction).

    * I love the Southern lady in this clip from Bill Cosby’s “You Bet Your Life” show.

    * …and “The World’s Most Beautiful Grammar Book” looks like pure delight (although it’s not what you might think it is).

    * Crossing things off to-do lists.

    * Ignoring to-do lists.

    * Not even starting to-do lists in the first place. :)


  12. Jes, You must track down on of the Frog and Toad books to find the story, “Lists”. It is so about having lists and not having lists.


  13. Jules et al, I am remiss in not having checked in for the past couple of weeks. There have been some hard things and some good things. Maybe we’ll look back on the hard things and say, “Hey, those were good things in disguise,” but it’s hard to recognize them in the thick of things.

    Kicks:

    1. I am 1/2 way to my fitness goal.
    2. I like looking in the mirror again.
    3. I can wear jeans for the first time in 8 years.
    4. I might be getting close to finding a pair of knee-high boots that fit my athletic calves.
    5. I am okay with the fact that all of these kicks relate to personal vanity.
    6. Jules still likes me even though I’ve been remiss on checking in.
    7. My new felt-board story has elicited laughs in all the right places (I just posted photos today, so please visit if you are so inclined).

    I’ve missed you all! I promise to do better.


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  15. Super fast fly-by post!

    Sondheim would like seeing all of the hats.

    I dig the song with Steve Martin. Good job, boys!

    Kudos to Natasha! VERY neat.

    My kicks from the past week:
    1) I’ve been quite ill for the past two days. I went on stage last night anyway. No power on this Earth was going to stop me from singing my heart out then, and the same tonight -
    2) I am performing the lead role in the staged reading of a new musical tonight! I hope that the backers like what they hear and see. I hope that mind over matter works, and that my throat and voice are good and healed.
    3) I auditioned for a movie on Thursday, and I was offered the role last night.
    4) I’m auditioning for a network television show tomorrow. I am QUITE excited.
    5 and 6) Healthy vibes and good luck vibes from friends and family are felt and appreciated
    7) That extra hour of time we got last Sunday :)


  16. Farida, good to hear from you and LW


  17. Well part of my comment disappeared…LW hope you are feeling better.


  18. Amy! Hi. And I hear you on the word thing, particularly your last point. I used to think that the phrase “mommy brain” was sexist until I had kids. And now I see that it’s a very real phenomenon.

    Chris, thanks for the video. I like that song. And her voice. (I like the other video, too.) Love the book-reading picture, too.

    Jama, happy birthday to Len — and very nice job of picking an endangered word and using it. You rocked it.

    Jeannine, I say that you can’t jinx things in kicks. I just declared that anyway. Congrats on words-flowing. Also: EMMYLOU HARRIS. I’ve seen her live before, too, and I *think* I saw her in a cafe here in Nashville and was too shy to say hi. As in, standing behind her for the longest time—with no one else around—and STILL too shy to say hi.

    Kathy, nice to cyber-meet you. And thank you!

    Paul, it’s a pleasure to have you here.

    Oh Jone, I want to read The Lacuna — in 2011 when I have time to read novels again. Glad your aunt is well.

    Adrienne, you go on with your bad self with those lights. Whatever works. And I’m glad you heard beautiful music.

    John, good to know Sam is single-handedly trying to keep “long play” out of extinction. …I like your use of the word you chose. Very nice. We’re doing our part today, aren’t we? …Billy Collins also read “The Lanyard,” which evidently the entire world had heard but me. Wonderful. And thank you for the Grammar of Ornament link. Lovely.

    And, John, speaking of Southern ladies, did you see this, by chance, last night on SNL? The beeped-out moment anyway made me laugh heartily.

    Farida, of course I still like you. You’re one of my people. Congrats on meeting your exercise goals. And thanks for the heads-up on your post.

    Little Willow, congrats on the role! And please feel better soon.


  19. Jules – thanks so much for the kind words about my book deal, I really really appreciate them!

    Love the bits on Paul – and I’m really excited about the glimpse of the gn you gave us here.

    My kicks are mostly “book deal, book deal, book deal”! (For obvious reasons.) But we also saw Trans Siberian Orchestra live in Seattle yesterday and it was amazing. Almost three hours of music – who gets that in a show anymore? So so so good. It was my son’s first live concert (he’s 9) and after we went out to dinner and delighted in the fact that he is now old enough to enjoy something alongside his parents that is equally satisfying to all three of us. (A day we never thought would come.)

    Then we went to the B&N and he (with birthday money) bought the new book that celebrates Peanuts (sort of a scrapbook of everything Charles Schultz from the past fifty years). It was a truly great day after a seriously epic week. Here’s hoping there are more delights ahead.

    (Oops – and how could I forget? Cancer check-up was clean! Huzzah!)

    Oh – and also – GO LITTLE WILLOW! Hope you are feeling fine and kicking audition butt!


  20. So, Colleen, you’re saying no more Barney shows? Hee. Somehow, I doubt you took him to Barney shows to begin with. I can hardly tolerate that big purple freaky dinosaur.

    Cancer-free is best. news. of. all. And congrats again on the book deal. Very exciting!


  21. Happy Kicks-day!
    Love the hats, but really love that red balloon floating among all the buildings – such a compelling image.

    Jules, sorry for the off-key violin, I think Jone is right, it may be part of November…..there’s been some of that in my neck of the woods lately too.

    Congrats to Colleen and LW!!! Such wonderful news for both!

    1. My kicks knowing good people, in the flesh and through the internets. Makes those unexpected curveballs in life easier to handle.
    2. A 2 week vacation to New Orleans that was supposed to be for one reason, but due to a curveball, became a completely different vacation. Vacations are still generally good things.
    3. Southern food. Eggplant stuffed with crabmeat, shrimp and crawfish. A grilled duck with cashew-peanut butter and pepper jelly sandwich. Seafood platters. Crawfish sausage and biscuits. Alligator po-boys, crawfish po-boys.
    4.Trick or treating with my friend’s 3 & 5 year olds.
    5. Going to a Saints game party after trick-or-treating, and the watching the Saints win.
    6. Seeing my nephew play upright bass in a jazz quartet at Oak Street Wine Bar. He (and they) were so good!
    7. My friends. They make everything better, and because of this, I always appreciate how lucky I am to have them in my life.

    Have a great week everyone!


  22. Rachel, sorry about the curveballs. It’s those curveballs that have me in a funk, not some random winter blues. I wish I could make your curveballs go away. (Okay, the more I say “curveballs,” the more it sounds weird, but you know I mean well.)

    I’m glad good things happened in spite of the bad throws. (Or, er, devious throws? Are curveballs devious? I’m not a sports gal.) Jazz quartets always make everything better, yes?


  23. Jules,

    Thanks, and sorry about your curveballs too. (It does sound funny the more you say it, sort of like an SNL NPR sketch.)
    Sending good thoughts your way….


  24. Oh my, Rachel, those sketches are the funniest of all. “Good times.”


  25. Honored and delighted to find Penny here, in such astounding company. Thank you!

    My kicks this week…

    1. The chocolate covered stars are back at Trader Joes.
    2. We’re done with the croup (for now)
    3. Found a copy of View from Saturday cheap at a used bookstore
    4. Getting to visit Gwenda this week, in KY, because of a book festival
    5. It finally looks like fall in GA
    6. Next week I don’t have to go anywhere and can actually WRITE
    7. Getting to be one of YOUR kicks!


  26. Gwenda! I bet she was fun to hang out with, Laurel.

    Have fun not-travelling and writing…Chocolate-covered stars. Mmm.


  27. laurel,
    cheap copies of great books like View from Saturday can be found at area Goodwill for just 75 cents. Check out the one in sandy springs (just off roswell rd.) they always have a bunch of newbery winners. I know i’ve probably picked up 4 or 5 copies View from Saturday from there over the years.

    Also Uncle Tupelo is always a great choice. Maybe Screen Door makes it into your next book’s play list.


  28. Thank you for the support, Imps! Please keep sending those good thoughts to the show’s casting directors, who have informed me that I’m being considered for the role and have asked me to keep my availability open for a certain duration of time. I am flattered, I am grateful, I am hopeful, I am patient. I am present. Let’s see what happens.


  29. i adopted the same word.
    we’ve absolutely saved it, i’m sure.


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