tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post5149701256085778393..comments2024-02-12T02:28:12.317-05:00Comments on The Writers' Group: Making a Literary Life Friday: Our Favorite Things...Lynne Griffin and Amy MacKinnonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11107479565926998943noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-64792757462453330942007-08-20T08:07:00.000-04:002007-08-20T08:07:00.000-04:00Hello Five,I adore your mother's quote, "No is a c...Hello Five,<BR/><BR/>I adore your mother's quote, "No is a complete sentence." I may borrow it for my road show! If I come to your community, please come and introduce yourself. It would be nice to meet in public. LynneLynne Griffin and Amy MacKinnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11107479565926998943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-62189031999060993112007-08-18T12:07:00.000-04:002007-08-18T12:07:00.000-04:00Exactly, Mo. I look forward to reading his other ...Exactly, Mo. I look forward to reading his other books.<BR/><BR/>AmyLynne Griffin and Amy MacKinnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11107479565926998943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-53631212132252939602007-08-17T23:27:00.000-04:002007-08-17T23:27:00.000-04:00Lisa,Did you get a chance to read my other post ab...Lisa,<BR/>Did you get a chance to read my other post about the book titled, "Al Capone Does My Shirts?" I also loved Crash, and Holes. Great YA books.<BR/><BR/>Amy,<BR/>Imagine you have received a tin of gormet chocolates from the Nantucket Chocolatier. You pop off the cover, and pop a dark chocolate and cranberry chunk into your mouth, chew and swallow it quick, just to have another one. Then, you think, what did I just do? So, you gingerly lift the next piece of heaven from the box. You inhale the aroma, and study the swirl of creamy milk chocolate, then you close your eyes, and let it slowly melt in your mouth. You decide not to eat anything for at least an hour, just so you can savor it for a while longer...yeah, the book is like that. You regret that you rushed through the first chapter. You take our time on the rest of the book, and appreciate the affect the writing has on you. You keep the story in your mind, and decide not to read anything else for a few days, just to savor it a little longer. I'm glad you like it.<BR/><BR/>Lynne, I will buy your book...I have 3 teenaged boys ('nough said!)<BR/>My mother used to say, "No is a complete sentence." That's how far negotiations went in our house :) {There were 11 kids in our family}<BR/><BR/>Enjoy the rest of the summer!<BR/><BR/>Five (Mo)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-44612509389924835842007-08-17T21:33:00.000-04:002007-08-17T21:33:00.000-04:00Kudos, Lynne, on Negotiation Generation! I have a ...Kudos, Lynne, on <I>Negotiation Generation</I>! I have a feeling it will find a large audience who hopefully will apply your common sense advice to raise well-behaved and self-disciplined children.Larramiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14788910637361812265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-36818157786406873352007-08-17T18:33:00.000-04:002007-08-17T18:33:00.000-04:00Of course you would. No doubt my son would have c...Of course you would. No doubt my son would have continued to forget his science book and been grounded without Negotiation Generation. He likes your book, too.<BR/><BR/>AmyLynne Griffin and Amy MacKinnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11107479565926998943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-72022580594608981402007-08-17T16:43:00.000-04:002007-08-17T16:43:00.000-04:00Thanks, Amy. No doubt I wouldn't be where I am wi...Thanks, Amy. No doubt I wouldn't be where I am without my magnificent Writers' Group. LynneLynne Griffin and Amy MacKinnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11107479565926998943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-2341911692775412492007-08-17T15:00:00.000-04:002007-08-17T15:00:00.000-04:00Lynne, I'm so excited!!! It's like showing off a ...Lynne, I'm so excited!!! It's like showing off a baby for the first time. I can't wait for your book to take off. As a parent and a writer, I highly recommend this book to everyone. Buy extra copies, I just came from the market and boy, do I wish I had Negotiation Generation to hand out.<BR/><BR/>AmyLynne Griffin and Amy MacKinnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11107479565926998943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-22131581920304200862007-08-17T12:51:00.000-04:002007-08-17T12:51:00.000-04:00Lisa,Thank you for your kind words. And thanks fo...Lisa,<BR/><BR/>Thank you for your kind words. And thanks for sharing an excerpt from Hebert. I love hearing who other writers read for inspiration.<BR/><BR/>LynneLynne Griffin and Amy MacKinnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11107479565926998943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37180398.post-71717606795251486912007-08-17T12:43:00.000-04:002007-08-17T12:43:00.000-04:00Lynne, Bravo on a great TV spot! You looked great ...Lynne, Bravo on a great TV spot! You looked great (love what you were wearing too) and I'm so glad to be able to put a living, breathing, articulated person to the one I've grown to admire so much here.<BR/><BR/>For my unknown books, I always return to Ernest Hebert. This, from The Dogs of March: "The pain vaguely frightened Howard. It was the odd, tingling sensation, as if a stranger with unknown powers and intent had got inside him. And, too, he saw his own foolishness at this small fear, knowing that most pain was self-inflicted. A deer could walk for hours with a bullet in its gut, could choke on its own blood, could lie breathing its last on a bed of decaying apples, and still suffer less than a man curled up safely in a trench, fearing guns, fearing not guns but the noise of guns, fearing not noise but that there would be a flash and no noise, fearing in the end a continuum of soundless flashes in which he would not know if he were dead and blown to hell or alive and insane (it was so; he had seen it), whereas the deer would die perfectly, without thought, without confusion, in the end without pain, slipping away with the softness of falling snow."Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00665632105920753931noreply@blogger.com