How to Pronounce “Alle”
Like the narrow road behind the hotel: alley.
What is About Childhood
About Childhood addresses questions writers, parents, and former children have about childhood: your own, your children’s, your parents; and the writing/publishing questions related to.
Where I Publish
This year, a new piece will publish in Crack the Spine. Also this year, I received my first The Best of the Net nomination from Word Riot. I won The Richard Hugo House New Works competition and I was a semi-finalist for the New Guard Machigonne Fiction Contest. Favorite publications: Creative Nonfiction, The Citron Review, Brevity (blog), Stymie Magazine, Bust, Literary Mama, Seattle Times, Seattle Weekly, and The Stranger (Contributing Writer).
Why “On Publishing”, or: Who Do You Think You Are, Missy?
Once a month for six years straight, I produced financially accessible publishing seminars, bringing to Seattle agents and editors (mostly from NYC, but also from “The Coast”) who could give writers insight into publishing and contacts to help them do so.
In addition to producing the above (aka: The Richard Hugo House InPrint series), I teach; primarily at Hugo House, also at The University of Washington Extension and at area writing conferences. Past positions include an editorial/marketing internship at Seal Press, and marketing manager/assistant book buyer for the proudly independent Tree of Life Judaica& Books.
Why “Parent and Child”
I write about childhood. Everything I did or did not experience as a child manifests in everything that is or is not going on in my life today. It therefore manifests in the lives of my children.
Perhaps because my writing draws from a rich history of dysfunction, I receive a number of questions for which I do not have the formal training to offer clinical answers. I answer purely from personal experience, striving to bring the focus back to writing. The ideas underlying these posts are not mine. One and all, they are the result of the groundbreaking clinical work of Donna Bevan Lee and Pia Melody.
What does the “C.” stand for.
I’ll never tell. (Okay; it’s Cute. Because that’s what’s important.)