“Mom Let Me Decide For Myself”: Banned Books Week Guest Post

Today wraps up Banned Books Week. I have to admit that I was a little stumped for something to write. I feel like I've said everything I wanted to say with my opinion piece last week. I didn't want to post more reviews.  Staring at my computer screen and the cursor blinking insistently back at me from an empty text box, I remembered that my 12-year-old cousin had contacted me about that post. She agreed with it wholeheartedly. (Thanks again, Em!) Anyway, I thought she might want to have her own say about the banning of books. So often the innocence of the children is used as an excuse for book banning, I thought one of those children pre-teens (Where does the time go?) might welcome the chance to speak for herself.  And then I thought her mom might want to say something too. I asked them and they very graciously agreed to save my skin write a little something for us. So, please welcome Emily and Donna to my blog! I love what they had to say! 12-Year-Old Emily's Post: At school we've been going to the library to study banned books week and some of the books that had been challenged from our library, and there was at least 50 of them. At least half of them I had either heard of or read, and most of them were very good books. I don't get why people want to ban books, but I know it's just because they're afraid. Afraid to go out and explore the world and find out what's really there- including death. They're fooling themselves by saying “oh, the world is just rainbows and blue sky all the time. Why would I want to read a book where somebody dies? Why would anyone? In fact,…

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Guest Post from Robin Spano, author of Dead Politician Society

Today I'm welcoming Robin Spano, author of Dead Politician Society:  A Clare Vengel Undercover Novel to the blog!  If you've spent much time here, you know how much I love great characters.  I enjoyed reading Robin's post about Clare Vengel's creation! Synopsis from Robin's site: After the mayor falls down dead in the middle of a speech, a clandestine student society claims credit for his demise. Clare Vengel is given her first undercover assignment: to pose as a student and penetrate the society. A streetwise amateur mechanic, Clare finds university a foreign land, and she has trouble creating an in with the suspects. She quickly alienates a popular professor and loses the respect of police superiors. When another politician is killed, Clare kicks herself into high gear. She forges friendships with students and makes inroads into the secret society. As the body count rises, Clare realizes that the murderer she has to unmask is someone she has come to consider a friend. She only hopes that the friend doesn't unmask her first. On to Robin's post! Clare Vengel: Who She Is, and What She’s Like to Write About I enjoy Clare’s company. I like watching her mind as it mulls over clues, I like feeling her perspective change when life makes her see something a different way, and I get a kick out of her sometimes self-destructive temper. I don’t like her in a self-congratulatory way—she came from the back of my brain, but I don’t feel like I made her. I just like her. I know her. A reader could say a thousand bad things about my writing or my book, and if they told me Clare was likeable, I’d think it was a great review. Writing, for me, has 2 parts: Observation: Most of the story, including the…

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Article from Susannah Charleson, Author of Scent of the Missing: Love & Partnership with a Search-and-Rescue Dog

Five Communication Lessons from a Search-and-Rescue Dog by Susannah Charleson Author of: Scent of the Missing: Love & Partnership with a Search-and-Rescue Dog She does not speak English, and I do not speak dog. And yet somehow six years into my partnership with Puzzle, a golden retriever and certified search-and-rescue K9, we have forged a common language. We need it in the search field. Our working life together is framed by loss and urgency—a person missing, time passing, a family and community desperate for answers. And so Puzzle and I enter the hard spaces where a lost person might be, and I give my dog a command, and off she goes into the thick of it, independent and ahead of me, ready to communicate back what she knows. It’s my job to translate her and move all of us closer to a rescue. Having run beside many other dogs and handlers before I met the puppy who would become my partner, I knew this kind of collaboration existed, this necessary dialogue. What I didn’t realize is how my work with Puzzle in the search field would improve my communication with other humans, too. Here are some of the lessons offered by a working search dog in the dark. 1. Avoid Hasty Conclusions. Experience is the best teacher, we’re told, but sometimes past experience can be misleading. While it’s easy to judge from the obvious and frame people, places and events by things we’ve seen before, such grab-and-go thinking can cause us to overlook important differences, to miss what we don’t expect, and to stereotype others. Search dogs don’t work with these kinds of preconceptions. Every new situation is taken on its own terms, the obvious and the subtle alike. The dogs operate on what’s real and present to them right…

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Spotlight: Michael Cogdill, Author of She-Rain: A Story of Hope

I reviewed She-Rain:  A Story of Hope by Michael Cogdill a few weeks ago. I absolutely loved it and blathered on and on about it in my review.  I've been given permission to post an article Michael Cogdill wrote. He had me tearing up again when I read this. I swear I'm not a crier, but he keeps finding my buttons! Enjoy. The High Calling of Hard Times: Leadership, Hope, and Radical Love -- Even on the TV News By Michael Cogdill, Author of She-Rain: A Story of Hope The complaints sail almost daily into my professional life. People tell me they find the news so depressing they can't watch anymore. I understand their longing for hope, even as I say the news contains a mother lode of the hope they crave. We journalists and viewers have a way of missing it, even as we look straight at it. My answer grows from having covered terrible news on television for more than twenty-five years. Holding what I deem the sacredness of human grief on my very breath -- as a television reporter and anchor -- has revealed to me the power of the news to inform some of the best of humanity. It forms a lesson in leadership, especially in the worst of times. Aristotle believed "happiness depends upon ourselves." In the coverage of stories such as 9-11, the earthquake in Haiti, or a suffering child in America, we discover the joy of our dependency upon one another. Those stories contain a radical love -- the kind we feel for a stranger in whose eyes we recognize something magnetically familiar. News of human suffering clarifies what Mother Theresa meant when she said charity isn't about pity. It's about love. Too often we who cover and consume the news -- or…

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Guest Post

My uncle Rick recently emailed me with an idea for a blog post.  I liked what he had to say so much that I asked if I could use his email as a guest post and he agreed.  Check out his reviews on GoodReads. He doesn't have time to write many, but I am always impressed with how elegantly and quickly he gets his point across. Anyway, here's his post!--Jennifer G. There is this poem that had been on a bookmark handed out at the public library when I was a kid. I loved it so much (really captures the essence of why we read) that I memorized it. Years went by, forgot much of it, the bookmark was lost, searched for the poem, even on the web but never found it. Just did another search and HURRAY several people have now put it on line. You may want to feature it on your blog if it speaks to you the way it did to me. Books Fall Open Books fall open, you fall in, delighted where you’ve never been; Hear voices not once heard before, reach world on world through door on door; Find unexpected keys to things locked up beyond imaginings. What might you be, perhaps become, because one book is somewhere? Some wise delver into wisdom, wit, and wherewithal has written it. True books will venture, dare you out, whisper secrets, maybe shout across the gloom to you in need, who hanker for a book to read. The author turns out to be a Harvard fundraiser, David McCord, who passed away several years ago. You can find his bio on the web. I am SO HAPPY to find this poem again. I love it every bit as much now as I did when I was a kid.

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