One Single Impression: Reflecting

which direction, toes?

the safe, predictable way

or new adventure

dip toe in water

mysterious path

I awoke yesterday morning from a dream which gave me the gift of direction. It was all about the upcoming Kidlit Blogging Conference in Portland.
Based on the dream I created a registration for for the conference. But more important, I took a step, a baby step, down a path I have been thinking about for awhile: I joined the Oregon chapter of the Society for Children's Book Writers ad Illustrators.

Do you know how many times I have looked them up on the Internet (and got information in the mail from them before the days of home computers) and did nothing but look? Like that person peering into the window wishing to join the event occurring inside.

But I did it.
For more information about SCBWI Oregon, click here.
For more information about the Kidlit Blogging Conference, click here.

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You are Invited: Kidlit Portland 2008

It is time to think about attending the Second Annual Kidlitosphere Conference held in Portland, Oregon on Saturday, September 27, 2008.

What is it, you wonder. Just a chance to meet with both children’s authors, young adult authors and anyone who blogs about children/young adult literature. Last year we met in Chicago for a weekend of discussing books and blogs.

Laini and I are planning this year’s festivities and you can find all the information at the new Portland Kidlit blog.

Our first big question is who is definitely attending? This will help us decide the size of the meeting space. Please visit the new blog and chime in.

We are looking forward to seeing old friends and meeting new folks. Click over to the Portland Kidlit blog and let us know.

One Single Impression: Warm

grandmother's hands talk
infectious laugh, hold me close
warm dream memory

For more haiku on "warm", visit One Single Impression.

One Single Impression: Deserted

I am a week behind. Last week's prompt was "deserted".

deserted swings now
once laughter swung back and forth
childhood left behind

NaPoWriMo:30 Days = 30 Poems Recap

I suppose 26 out of 30 poems is not bad. It is probably good for that little perfectionist voice I hear in my head. I recognize why. In a word, fatigue. I have spent the last 3 months writing for the National Boards of Professional Teaching Standards. A totally different kind of writing. And that last week in March was brutal. (another post, another day).

So I am going to be gentle and try not to beat myself up too much.

My favorite poem of the month: "For My Granddaughter" and Poems 23, 24, 25, and 26
The poem that eluded me: A prompt using "ring, blanket, and drum".

I am looking forward to next year.