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Dear Alison and friends, It's Friday. It's March 10. It's snowing outside, and I can't stop thinking about spring. I blame that warm spell a few days ago. I love the snow. You know I do, but that beautiful weather was a tease, a terrible, awful tease. Actually worse than a tease. It was a torment, but there's hope. In a little over 36 hours, we enter Daylight Savings. In less than two weeks, it will officially be Spring (whether Mother Nature likes it or not), and a few days after that the Spring Writing Workshop and Conference season begins.  UPCOMING SPRING WRITING WORKSHOP AND CONFERENCE CALENDAR: March 25th :  (You and I will be presenting at this one! SUPER CHEAP AND GREAT DEAL!!)  THINK LIKE A WRITER! AN IMMERSION IN WRITING AND LITERATURE WITH AUTHORS AND ILLUSTRATORS The University of Scranton at The Kane Forum in Edward R. Leahy, Jr. Hall Begins with registration at 8:00am and ends at 2:00pm Earn 5 ACT 48 hours • Discov...

Dear Kim, Last week I was asked to comment on a recent book banning that occurred in an elementary school. Part of my reflection included: "... Yes, at 14, my life was different. No longer was I anxious about settling a drunk mother to sleep or watching her slowly (then suddenly) kill herself. Instead I was worried about taking a t-shirt without asking my new stepsister, aware that little belonged to me in this new house with this new family. The problems weren't equal, but they were still teen worries, anxieties, things that consumed my mind and spread like cancer, eating all other thoughts.  At school, where people tried to make me memorize the Latin names for chemical elements, or saw me smiling and joining every after school club; people couldn't know how hard I was fighting. Fighting to keep the worries away. Fighting to understand who I was, who I wanted to be, and even if I wanted the gift of life. That fight is not unique. All kids are fighting. They n...