“I WEARIN’ dem!” four-year old Henry told me defiantly on Sunday, stomping a shimmery foot. He’d discovered his sister’s black “sparkle shoes” that afternoon; black ballet flats covered in silver glitter. I was trying to get him and Rose in the car to go grocery shopping, and he refused to change into his Batman sneakers […]
Nearly every day someone asks me something like, “When did you know that Jack wasn’t normal?” And then they stop themselves, stammer a bit, and apologize for saying normal. Their faces get all red and they look away and stare at their feet. “I mean, you know, what’s normal, there is no normal, sorry for […]
Yesterday afternoon I poked my head into the family room where three of my sons, Jack, Charlie, and Henry, were sprawled watching Scooby Doo, and announced we were going for haircuts. “No!” they shouted in unison. “No haircuts!” I told them we’d stop at the school book fair first, and jollied them out the door […]
The kids were off from school last week, and at the last minute Joe and I decided to take them on a short trip. No, we didn’t decide to go to Florida or Saint John’s or Mexico like most people we know. We didn’t opt for a sunny climate with glorious beaches and ice-cold margaritas. […]
Click here for a short-cut to the trailer for What Color Is Monday? Then scroll below to read all about the delights of making a book trailer with a 20-something single guy, eating chocolate-chip banana bread, and having a child with autism.
This is a big day for me for a few reasons. First, today is the official publication date for my book, What Color Is Monday?, which in very important literary circles is known as the book’s birthday. I just love the fact that the book was born on a Monday. (And that I don’t have […]
Well, it happened. My book got a bad review this week. Not bad bad, not over-the-top terrible. Let’s just call it lukewarm. It wasn’t gushing or glowing, it didn’t commend the book for cracking open the myth that is autism and revealing our family to the world. It did not admire the front cover with […]
When we were kids, we woke to baskets piled with chocolate bunnies and brightly colored eggs on Easter morning, and the Easter Bunny always left our jellybeans in a tall, clear glass canister with a knob on the lid. I can still hear the light clinking sound the glass made when I took off the […]
It may surprise some of you to learn that my husband, Joe, has not read the book I wrote. Oh sure, he’s read bits and pieces here and there, and he knows the general theme and the main characters, but he’s never read What Color Is Monday? from cover to deep green cover. When I […]
Last Tuesday I headed out to meet the bus at 2:40, and stopped to collect the mail at the bottom of our driveway. As I stood organizing the sheaf of brightly colored flyers and bills into a manageable pile, a light blue Honda Odyssey slowed to a stop and the driver opened her window. A […]