Oh wow...

The Georgia Review has just reviewed Daphne & Jim!!!


I haven't even seen it, but no matter what they say, I'm honored. Yowza!

You know you're a mom when...

You discover you own more than 3 whisks, but have not had time to use them in months...


AND


You accidentally get a mom-haircut...


BUT


You do not care...


(I find this an interesting idea-- that moms do not intentionally get "mom-cuts", but arrive at them by accident, and then are just too tired/busy/shlubby to do anything about it)

Busy bee...

Despite the loss of my office, I'm busy as can be, setting up this new blog for the Class of 2k8!!! If you're into new new books for children, fantabulous reads from debut authors, you should drop by and/or link us.


This is where the kidliterati while their hours...


(Okay, that's not what you'd call "true". Not yet anyway.)


Oh, and... in addition to that, I'm in Marathon Key for the next week, so if you want me, you'll have to send a message in a bottle. I'm tiurning my cell phone OFF!


(though, as we all know, I am incapable of turning my laptop off, so you can also send an email. Though bottle-messages are much more fun...)

Sigh...

(what my "office" looks like now)


There's something sad/hard/funny about the fact that the same week a picture of my office gets posted to the web, in an archive of writers' desks...


I remake my office, convert it into a playroom.


Sigh.


Do I need to email Jennifer and tell her that it's all a lie? That really I now write in my kitchen, while a choo-choo train winds its messy way around my office?

I gots...

I gots me a new website. Fancy and shmancy, both!

Goodness...

This review at Luna is overwhelming. I teared up reading it.


It's an incredible gift, being read, really read. I'm immensely grateful


Thank you, Nate Sawson.

Review!!!

A review! A review of "Myth of the Simple Machines"! At The L Magazine!


And a more generous and wonderful review I could not ask for:


The beauty of a simple machine is its ability to accomplish something extraordinary simply: a pen, say, some paper, and the capacity to leap headfirst into the realm of the imagination. Laurel Snyder’s verse is a simple machine in itself, and this collection finds the author combining playful syntax, simple, direct language and a few ethereal prose poems to create a sum that is as profound as its component poems.


Thank you, L Magazine!!! Thanks so much for reading and liking my poems, Sally Franson.

Happy Chanukah to you...

Happy Chanukah to YOU...
Happy Chanukah dear reader...
Happy Chanukah to yoooooooooooooo...


Mose doesn't understand why he's not supposed to blow out the menorah.


And any explanation seems complicated.


... And so it was that Laurel entered the age of "because I said so". It's good to be the queen!

Leaving the light on...

I'm UP at No Tell Motel!


A poem a day. Ha cha cha...