INK Sisters Write

Dear Alison, I feel vanquished. We've spent the past week volleying back and forth about Rainbow Rowell and all her awesomeness at the #NY16SCBWI conference. We've talked about scones and her books and more scones, and I promise to try that recipe you gave me in your last letter. Perhaps you too will find the deliciousness I've come to equate scones with, but alas, it's time to leave Rainbow. Though I'm sure we'll return to her again--after all, we will see her in a few weeks here in Northeast PA, and we'll both need to talk about that.  I've also devoured her remaining books, and I will need to talk about each book--I'm thinking video. I do enjoy making videos. So back to #NY16SCBWI. For my afternoon session, I attended Rubin Pfeffer's Ready, Set, Go. Rubin Pfeffer: Editor/Agent/Superhero? Rubin didn't wear a cape. I didn't notice any wings or x-ray vision, but he is a superhero isn't he? I've heard he works magic in the...

Dear Kim, Maybe it is our approaching anniversary or maybe the hearts hanging in every window of the school calling Valentine’s Day to mind, but I’m really into this love letter thing you’ve started. You know, I think I may have wooed my husband with love letter writing? Be careful. You too might feel the woo. He kept every letter from the time we lived miles apart in the beginning of our relationship all the way up to, well until the last time I wrote him a note. When was that? *Mental note: send the poor guy a card on Monday. There’s just something about that Dear salutation on top. The act of licking the envelope, pressing your pen into the now thick layers of paper to write a person’s name, maybe your true love's name, and street address on the outside. It really is...was...no, is such lovely act. As you know I was asked to write copy for a website aimed at old-fashioned letter writing. The target audience is partners who may have gotten themselves into a...