This year's Literature Festival followed in the footsteps of last year's, as well as the previous year's, with a rainy day and fascinating people. This time around we heard from five different authors and I thought I'd share a few notes on each. . .
bubbly : loves candy and named her cat Snickers : has been coming to the festival for 15 to 20 years : dedicated her book Trading Places to the festival : says that every story needs a problem : writes from memories and stories her boys brought home from school : researched at what temperature a pickle explodes for her book Fractions = Trouble : is a philosophy professor at the University of Colorado : drinks Swiss Miss hot chocolate while writing about 1 page a day : has published about 50 books in 30 years
David L. Harrison
has come to the festival since 1978 : comes to see old friends and meet the kids reading his books : is 76 years old and has been writing since age 22 : appreciates that writing is a life skill: lives in Springfield, Missouri : says rhymes "trip off the tongue" : had mother who typed letters to friends in couplets : took as much science as he could in college, then took a creative writing class in which his teacher encouraged him to become a writer : tried for 6 years to become a writer : was accepted on 87th try : was also professional trombone player : wrote book Connecting Dots full of poetry about his childhood
Darlene Bailey Beard
3rd year to come to the festival : fell in love with writing in the 5th grade : was inspired by her teacher who made her write a story with her 20 spelling words each Monday : collected bandaids to wear so kids would talk to her about how she got "injured" : didn't feel shy while telling stories : dedicated book The Pumpkin Man to her 5th grad teacher : keeps an idea file with names and newspaper clippings : her book Annie Glover is NOT a Tree Lover was inspired by a newspaper clipping of a 67 year old lady chained to a tree, as well as a picture of three skydivers dressed as Elvis : calls the 5 senses a writer's toolbox : says to read your work backwards to edit it- last paragraph to first paragraph
Kelly Milner Halls
self-proclaimedly "weird" : was told by her 3rd grade teacher she would be a good writer, but didn't decide to be one until working on her high school newspaper : was given a doll every birthday when she was little, but always enjoyed catching critters better : has a pug, great dane, and rock lizard : rock lizard is named Gigantor, is 4 feet long, and has a cage that replaced the dining room table : has written 1, 600 articles : has gone on ghost hunts, collected the evidence, and written about it : said "research is like a treasure hunt- you never know what you will find"
noticeably tall : greeted the group by saying "Wow, I'm really happy to see you, all your amazing faces" : has written seven children's novels, all about quests : says we all have quests, and his is to save his stories by writing them : lives in Kansas City with his wife, who is also a writer : his book The Great Good Thing started as a bedtime story for his wife : daydreamer who writes down ideas and listens to his characters
Hoping that books by these authors make their way to my nightstand. . .
At the end of December, my parents promised me the birthday gift of a room redo. Unfortunately, I didn't take any good "before" picture. So I dug through miscellaneous pictures until I found this. . .
Not a comprehensive view, but you get the idea. Things have changed in just the way I hoped they would, but it's been a journey. Rearranging furniture and painting walls a lighter shade of blue (covering the beautiful Bible verse my dad had painted above my bed when I was seven- thankful I can still see it in my head). . .
Finding the right chair for beside my bed- one I now sit in to do most of my school work. . .
Choosing a solid bedspread after much thought and discovering the right pop of color to go above it. . .
Settling into my new bookshelf. . .
Getting organized at my desk. . .
There are still a few pictures to be hung, but my room has transformed. . .
Thanks to two sweet friends I learned that today, March 14, 3/14, is Pi Day. Unfortunately, I learned that a couple of weeks ago, remembered it up until last weekend, then completely forgot about it today. So the appropriateness of doing equations using pi in geometry and physics this morning was lost on me. And that slim chance of my trying to make a pie? Definitely didn't happen. However, I did get the chance to enjoy a slice of Pinterest pi/pie inspirations. . .
We haven't seen a bit of snow fall this past week, but two weeks ago was a different story altogether. . .
And that was just round one of our trap in 'winter weather'. Flash forward a few days, and meet round two. . . .
Hooray for a wet snow!
We waited a few days before braving the roads. Then we were thankful for snow plows (especially the ones that did not dump clumps of ice at the end of our driveway) . . .
With the accumulation of about 25 inches of snow, the process of it melting is still under way. Funny thing is that I'm listening to the pleasant patter of rain right now. Weather keeps life exciting in the Midwest :) Warmth to you~ be it in blankets of snow, or bushels of sunshine!