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By Laurie Halse Anderson I may be the last person in the world to read this book, but right now I have to run over to the elementary school (to do an art project in Kid 3′ class) and I don’t want to put the book down. It’s the kind of teenage angst that sits

You know how some people who write have their own space? Like renting an office or something? Or even a room all their own in the house, where their computer is dedicated to their craft? No such thing here. I share an office. With a husband and four kids. When Husband works at home, he

The manuscript that has been collecting dust on the acquisitions editor’s desk since January? It couldn’t be found this morning. So they asked for me to send it again. Know what that means? Me either. But I’m hoping it means that maybe someone wants to make a (totally positive) decision about it RIGHT AWAY. **Crossing

What does it mean to be fat? Not really, really skinny, I think. Here’s the thing. Often, and for a long time (at least the past 20 years) I will see a morbidly obese person, usually a woman wearing stretchy things through which I can see layers of cellulite, and think, “Oh, poor her.” And

Today I heard a loud sound. My kids were playing a game in the basement, and the action was heating up a bit, and they were all shouting and cheering and laughing and SOUNDING LIKE FRIENDS! It’s a happy-making moment for a mom. I’ll remember that sound when the whining, ear-piercing squeals of “she’s not

Don’t you love food? I’ve been thinking, that along with my Major Attitude Improvement yesterday, I have food issues. You may be surprised to discover that I tend to obsess. You: (*Shocked*) really, Becca? You obsess? I’m shocked. Me: I understand your surprise, after all, I come across as such an even kind of girl.

Does every female have body issues? Kid 3 (she’s 7) told me the other day that she “hates the blubber” on her thighs. She’s SEVEN. She asked me how to get rid of it. I told her that what she was feeling was her muscle at rest. She didn’t buy it. I told her to

I have just deleted a long rant. Turns out that complaining about how craptastic the day has begun doesn’t actually repair it. Who knew? So things were a little rough this morning. But, as I told Kid 3 (repeatedly) this morning, you’ve got to choose how you’re going to feel, then own it. You decided.