Tomato Nation + Donors Choose = You Make a Huge Difference

It’s that time of year when Sarah Bunting hosts her Donors Choose fundraiser. It’s the kind of thing that’s so important and so wonderful, you find yourself getting teary because you got to send a box of copies of The Outsiders to a classroom in Kentucky. (Because, come on.)

Not enough warm fuzzies? Okay. There are cool prizes. But man, you really hate kids if you’re doing this for the prizes. That’s cool. I’m not judging. I think it’s even more awesome that you fund classroom projects for kids you hate just to get a copy of M Giant’s book.

Please don’t not give.

do you want to know a secret?

I just wrote three hundred words of the next novel, so you know it’s time to procrastinate with so many more words over here. Because it’s easier, okay? Leave me alone! I’m trying to be an artist!

So. The Festival of Books. Yeah, yeah. I know. It was a month ago. Let me see if I can remember anything.

I took Sara with me because

a) she’s geeky enough to appreciate it,
b) had a friend/mentor speaking on another panel,
c) lived over there and
d) takes pity on me almost as much as she supports me in my endeavors.

The night before we stayed up late on the phone looking over the roster, deciding if we were going to attend any other panels. I scanned name after name of authors and then stopped at one.

“S.E. Hinton! S.E. Hinton is going to be there!”

There was a pause before Sara asked, “And I guess that makes you happy?”

She had no idea. Continue reading

do it for johnny.

I never thought it’d be so easy for you to download audio proof of my dorkitude that ends with the sound of me watching one of my most beloved childhood treasures get destroyed. No, really, I wigged out. Like… a lot. Kind of inappropriately. I may have called for the destruction of a vineyard.

I’d been bugging the Film Pigs to do The Outsiders for years, and once they started their DVD Commentary Podcasts, I couldn’t stop little-sistering them to A) Do one of my favorites and B) Let me participate, because I was tired of getting kicked out of the house every time they got together to eat Bagel Bites and cap on films. Continue reading