Despite the watering can in my hand, I don't give gardening advice. But look at my face---don't I look like I'm harboring something worth telling? Maybe it was where I found that rocking sailor dress.
Some days, though, I don't want to tell you what I know; I only want to be the signpost, pointing you to places where good things are growing.
If it's dreary where you are, pop over to Seven Impossible Things Before Breakfast and visit illustrator Melissa Sweet's color-saturated studio. Everything is soaked with the most intense hues. Wallow awhile.
Caroline (of Caroline By Line) is hosting a commonplace book give-away. (Remember my post about these journals on Poetry Friday?) All you have to do is tell her what you might put in it.
Tomorrow, my editor, Cheryl Klein, is twitter chatting with Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich, author of Eighth-Grade Super Zero. Details are at Cheryl's blog, Brooklyn Arden. If you start now, you can figure out the Twitter thing by tomorrow. It's not hard---I promise---and the conversation will be worth listening to.
Finally, this post at BB-Blog about transforming lightbulbs into planters made me unreasonably happy. Am I wrong in seeing a metaphor for writing a novel in there?
lol excellent post, interesting and informative... loved reading this...
ReplyDeleteOh, those lightbulbs!!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE that. Man. Any idea can be reused, turned on its side, filled with water, loved and lit up.
Let there be light.
Thanks for pointing. I enjoyed your links.
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