Greek worry beads Hermopoulis is the main port city on Syros, a sleepy island in the Cyclades. Today, when I should have been grading, I confess I took a detour and tinkered a bit with my Greek novel, sprucing it up. And I spent some time dreaming over these photographs of Syros, taken by my friend, colleague and travelling companion, Shawn Madison Krahmer Heal. A street in Hermapoulis In gorgeous technicolor Approaching Syros
Self Portrait with Underwood Behind Glass Sometimes writers just need to be with other writers--to obsess about craft, to get moral suport, fresh inspiration, and feedback on our works-in-progress. And sometimes we just need to take a few days out from our distracted lives and go someplace else . For instance, Frostburg, Maryland: View from the Coffee Shop A sleepy mountain town near where Maryland meets Pennsylvania meets West Virginia, Frostburg is home to Frostburg State University and, for four days each summer, to the Nightsun Writer's Conference. This year's Nightsun faculty included Marion Winik (nonfiction) and Clint McCown (fiction): Poet Bruce Weigl : Science fiction writer Brenda Clough : And, representing YA fiction (with occasional forays into poetry), me. In between craft sessions, workshops, and readings, participants could grab a latte and a little outdoor writing time at this charming coffee shop : or b
Postcards and lattes and Sharpies: Oh My! Now that my season of back-to-back booksignings has drawn to a close, I'm a little unsure what I'll be doing on Saturday afternoons! Neither wind nor rain nor gloom of night will stay this booksigner from her appointed BAM! Thanks to all the Books-a-Million stores that hosted me, and to all the lovely people who dropped by to say hello. I've enjoyed spending time with you all.