Amazed by Stories of Story
Two things that inspired the writing of my third book in the Tree Street Kids series for kids 8-12 (Moody Publishers) were historic efforts to reach people who didn’t have easy access to books.
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If You’re a Book Lover, Writer, Family with young readers…
If you’re a book lover, writer, educator, or parent/guardian of young readers, you’ll enjoy the bookish and nature-y content in…
Read MoreWriting and Publishing Christian Fiction
A question I often get from writers is how I naturally (or “gently,” as some readers have said) meld faith and fiction in my children’s books. I answer this question and others in this interview with Timarie Friesen of the GCD Writers’ Guild.
Read MoreNature is marking this long trail of days
I just barely remember my first walk in the woods. My grandmother took me. Maybe it was in the patch of forest across the street from her square little house with the wringer washer and the beagle who ate locusts.
Read MoreHolding the wild story in small hands
My father had watched the rabbit’s nest for days and didn’t see the mother return. Still heartbroken over the event and not realizing then that the mother was probably caring for the remaining babies early in the morning, he decided we needed to rescue them…
Read MoreSettings: the places that shape us
All the seconds run together now, and clocks don’t seem to matter much. Maybe they never did in a place where time and work and rest were measured more by when the rooster crowed and the sun set . . . when the rain came or didn’t and the first frost threatened.
Read MoreStaying resilient, slaying parasites
The man made a beeline for me.
I, and a few authors, had just finished leading a discussion about the importance of the voices of “midlife” writers.
This particular writer, who had been in the audience, almost seem dazed–eyes glassy, lips parted as if what he needed to verbalize hadn’t fully formed yet and was resting between them.
Then…
Read MoreTwo stories and one picture from the other side
by Amanda Cleary Eastep We stepped up to our ankles in the cold water, careful to keep our footing on the gray and brown mosaic of smooth stones beneath our pale feet. This simple act was a pinnacle moment–leaving our shoes on the gritty sand of the “bonny, bonny bank” and walking together into Loch […]
Read MoreKeep Pedaling: the slow and steady climb to writer
I struggle with the “that’s it” part. I want to race myself and win. I want to master the incline like I have the writer thighs of Ernest Hemingway.
Read MoreSaying Yes and Staying Humble: A Lesson from the Festival of Faith and Writing
I felt shook up. A little like I imagined author Kwame Alexander felt after the car accident that rolled him and his family over and over on the road one day, sending boxes of his father’s beloved books for the city book fair strewn across the road like litter…
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Amanda Cleary Eastep 