<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673</id><updated>2009-10-13T14:39:19.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got blisters on my fingers!</title><subtitle type='html'>Reportedly what Ringo Starr said, throwing his drumsticks across the room after the 18th take of “Helter Skelter.” Well, me too, except my blisters come from pounding the keys. On a good day.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>181</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-8011821516546542387</id><published>2009-02-14T18:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:33:22.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><title type='text'>Creative genius</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth Gilbert, author of &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/17-9780143038412-0"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman's Search for Everything across Italy, India and Indonesia&lt;/a&gt;, invites us to think of the concept as genius as the ancients did. Geniuses are not people, but rather more like a muse. We all have a genius; the trick is to learn how to capture it. Watch this TED talk when you feel that the well of creativity is running dry. (Oh, and she's funny, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ElizabethGilbert_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElizabethGilbert_2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=453"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ElizabethGilbert_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElizabethGilbert_2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=453"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-8011821516546542387?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/8011821516546542387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=8011821516546542387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8011821516546542387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8011821516546542387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/02/creative-genius.html' title='Creative genius'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-3053902828066294034</id><published>2009-02-13T22:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:59:15.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye</title><content type='html'>Our local independent bookstore, Pages for All Ages, held their going out of business sale beginning today at 10 a.m. I happened to have a flexible morning, so I went over there at 10 after hitting the gym. And stood in line to get in. It was swamped; and I'd be tempted to say, "Where were all of you before when it mattered?" but I could tell that most everyone HAD been here before. It just wasn't enough, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us had gift cards purchased for Christmas or Hannukah; we all wanted to cash in on those. But it was more than that; this was a local independent going down, and those of us who could wanted to be there to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lines to purchase our discounted books and merchandise were long, but we had no idea how long. I got into line around 11:45. By 1:30 I had become friends with my line-mates: a school librarian, two college students, and a woman named Gail. At some point we realized the utter foolishness of standing in line for hours to get a 40% discount (50% for CDs, 70% magazines). Surely our time was worth more than that. But by that time a curious line psychology had set in: once you've been waiting in line to 1.5 hours, you're willing to stick it out because by god you don't want to say you wasted an hour and a half in line for nothing. So you stick it out for twice that time, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SZZO_tHZovI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nlcpCbmnRUo/s1600-h/IMG_0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SZZO_tHZovI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nlcpCbmnRUo/s320/IMG_0167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302512467624698610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good Samaratin brought in a plate of cheese to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SZZOKW3EvHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/kpOL2y84WN8/s1600-h/IMG_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SZZOKW3EvHI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/kpOL2y84WN8/s320/IMG_0169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302511551117573234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 3:30 we discussed getting a bottle of wine from Friar Tuck's down the street. By 4:25 I was checked out, having spent my gift card and then some, and the day with some complete strangers that I now think of as line friends. Think about it: I didn't have to stand in line this long to see Obama in Springfield when he announced Biden as his running mate. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Pages, our last major independent bookseller. We'll miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-3053902828066294034?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/3053902828066294034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=3053902828066294034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3053902828066294034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3053902828066294034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/02/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying goodbye'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SZZO_tHZovI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nlcpCbmnRUo/s72-c/IMG_0167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-2304715502970924300</id><published>2009-02-05T18:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:28:55.200-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>A wild and curly scarf</title><content type='html'>Crocheting things for my daughters this Christmas reminded me how much I enjoy making things with a hook and yarn. I made Alison a spiral scarf using a beautiful soft white wool/silk blend; I thought it turned out pretty well (although shorter than I would have liked), so I decided to make something similar with bold, bright colors. Unlike Alison's scarf, it's not subtle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYuBf_dFJKI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1y3RjKkTP74/s1600-h/CIMG2352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYuBf_dFJKI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1y3RjKkTP74/s320/CIMG2352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299471773140853922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Alison said it reminded her of a sea slug. I've decided to take that as a compliment, as sea slugs are very interesting creatures. It's made out of 100% cotton yarn, which means that it's stiffer and holds the curl better than the silk/wool blend. Of course, the stiffness also means that it's less comfy and the fact that it's cotton makes it less warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In writing-related news, I'm wondering what the National Academy of Sciences report on the quality of forensic science as practiced in the nation's crime labs (hint: it's not good) will have on my upcoming forensic science books. It was a &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/05/us/05forensics.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=1&amp;amp;sq=National%20Academy%20of%20Sciences&amp;amp;st=cse"&gt;front-page article&lt;/a&gt; in the NYT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-2304715502970924300?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/2304715502970924300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=2304715502970924300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/2304715502970924300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/2304715502970924300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/02/wild-curly-scarf.html' title='A wild and curly scarf'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYuBf_dFJKI/AAAAAAAAAoA/1y3RjKkTP74/s72-c/CIMG2352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-4989696983723089891</id><published>2009-02-04T11:34:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:36:13.399-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphor'/><title type='text'>More from the kitchen</title><content type='html'>I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/"&gt;TED (Technology, Entertainment, Design)&lt;/a&gt; talks a week or so ago after reading Virginia Heffernan's article in the New York Times Magazine, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/25/magazine/25wwln-medium-t.html"&gt;"Confessions of a TED addict."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen Armstrong, &lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/b/jeffrey_p_bezos/index.html?inline=nyt-per" title="More articles about Jeffrey P. Bezos"&gt;Jeff Bezos&lt;/a&gt;, Jared Diamond, Peter Gabriel, &lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/g/jane_goodall/index.html?inline=nyt-per" title="More articles about Jane Goodall."&gt;Jane Goodall&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/h/stephen_w_hawking/index.html?inline=nyt-per" title="More articles about Stephen W. Hawking."&gt;Stephen Hawking&lt;/a&gt;,  Nellie McKay, &lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/m/isaac_mizrahi/index.html?inline=nyt-per" title="More articles about Isaac Mizrahi"&gt;Isaac Mizrahi&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/w/rick_warren/index.html?inline=nyt-per" title="More articles about Rick Warren."&gt;Rick Warren&lt;/a&gt; have all given TED talks. Sounds interesting, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ambled over to the TED site, searched for an interesting talk among the hundreds available, and found one by Peter Reinhart, baker and author of several books, including &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Brother-Junipers-Bread-Book-Metaphor/dp/B000UG5H1Q/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1233804924&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Brother Juniper's Bread Book&lt;/a&gt;. This is one of my favorite bread books because, as its subtitle indicates (Slow Rise as Method and Metaphor), it is more than just a collection of recipes, it is also a meditation on bread-baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reinhart explains in his lecture that bread-baking involves no fewer than three transformations. The first one occurs when we harvest living seeds; the seeds become dead things, and we grind them into flour. The second occurs when you make the dough. Yeast re-animates the flour, in a way, and the dough becomes a living thing that dies once again when you put it into the oven. The third transformation occurs when we eat the bread, and it becomes once again part of a living thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jesus was spot-on in using bread as a metaphor when he said, "I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger...the bread that I will give is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to make Brother Juniper's signature bread, Struan. Struan is a Scottish bread made on the eve of the feast of St. Michael, the guardian of the harvest.  Traditionally, it is made with all of the grains harvested during the year. Brother Juniper's is made from wheat, corn, oats, brown rice, and wheat bran; moistened with buttermilk and sweetened with brown sugar and honey. The dough is heavy and difficult to knead, but the result is delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefreshloaf.com/recipes/struan"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a recipe for Struan, based on Brother Juniper's recipe, although the one I followed doesn't call for an initial soaking of the ingredients. And here are two loaves that are winging their way to two lucky daughters even as I write this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnsjCAqpuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yusHGiY3CR4/s1600-h/CIMG2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnsjCAqpuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yusHGiY3CR4/s320/CIMG2351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299026523157341922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-4989696983723089891?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/4989696983723089891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=4989696983723089891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/4989696983723089891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/4989696983723089891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-from-kitchen.html' title='More from the kitchen'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnsjCAqpuI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yusHGiY3CR4/s72-c/CIMG2351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-8820856203307044133</id><published>2009-02-04T11:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:04:29.089-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><title type='text'>kitchen makover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Just a small one, really, but a little color makes a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before (the inside of the cabinets with a kind of faux-woodgrain look):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnPtKNUiWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/U88aTBp1wxM/s1600-h/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnPtKNUiWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/U88aTBp1wxM/s320/IMG_0140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298994811319388514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnYHsjXmgI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ov7mDy9roKM/s1600-h/CIMG2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnYHsjXmgI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ov7mDy9roKM/s320/CIMG2355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299004063308290562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnYHl4YTxI/AAAAAAAAAno/xJaC_8ZVZ0o/s1600-h/CIMG2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnYHl4YTxI/AAAAAAAAAno/xJaC_8ZVZ0o/s320/CIMG2354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299004061517369106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color was suggested by my color-savvy sister; thanks, Susan! The shelves are actually painted a shade darker than the rest. I think it looks really pretty and brightens up the kitchen. I still need more space for my cookbooks, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-8820856203307044133?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/8820856203307044133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=8820856203307044133&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8820856203307044133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8820856203307044133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/02/kitchen-makover.html' title='kitchen makover'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYnPtKNUiWI/AAAAAAAAAnY/U88aTBp1wxM/s72-c/IMG_0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-8079526299138924971</id><published>2009-01-30T13:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:17:21.322-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Thanks, Mister Postman!</title><content type='html'>Here's what he delivered today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYNbPlAxYqI/AAAAAAAAAnI/l7Pl5ttFwOw/s1600-h/IMG_0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYNbPlAxYqI/AAAAAAAAAnI/l7Pl5ttFwOw/s320/IMG_0151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297177909909349026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Am I the only one who wonders how the heck you're supposed to open these boxes if not with sharp objects?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYNbPUGYTqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/abX2ba5iPZU/s1600-h/IMG_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYNbPUGYTqI/AAAAAAAAAnA/abX2ba5iPZU/s320/IMG_0152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297177905369468578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da! Copies of my latest books, ten each.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-8079526299138924971?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/8079526299138924971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=8079526299138924971&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8079526299138924971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8079526299138924971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks-mister-postman.html' title='Thanks, Mister Postman!'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SYNbPlAxYqI/AAAAAAAAAnI/l7Pl5ttFwOw/s72-c/IMG_0151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-778716246078161306</id><published>2009-01-30T08:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:24:13.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Test&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-778716246078161306?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/778716246078161306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=778716246078161306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/778716246078161306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/778716246078161306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/01/test-sent-from-my-iphone.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-272875436260145472</id><published>2009-01-25T21:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:45:47.153-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Six word memoir</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.smithmag.net/sixwords/"&gt;Six Word Memoir&lt;/a&gt; seems to be &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/programs/totn/features/2008/02/memoir/gallery/index.html"&gt;all the rage&lt;/a&gt; these days. Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I like to break the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-272875436260145472?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/272875436260145472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=272875436260145472&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/272875436260145472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/272875436260145472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/01/six-word-memoir.html' title='Six word memoir'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-3488013558629837160</id><published>2009-01-23T13:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:23:27.153-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>The sad tale of Bloggie</title><content type='html'>I once had a pet that I loved. Let's call him Bloggie (in keeping with other similarly named pets I've had, including Tumbly, Piggie [that's a soft "g," as in pigeon], Blackie, and Callie). At first, I relished the thought of feeding him clever new words and grooming him with new links and gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, like many kids with short attention spans, I eventually grew tired of Bloggie. He languished in his cybercage for days, even weeks on end. "What, you want more words?" I'd snap. "I just fed you a week ago!" Some of his links grew tangled, and I told myself I didn't have time to comb them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A presidential inauguration that I'd anticipated for so long came and went. I'd occasionally think about feeding Bloggie some of my thoughts (like the way the snowflakes winked and sparkled in the sunlight as they fell outside my window during the inauguration ceremony, made all the more profound by the closing lines from Elizabeth Alexander's poem, &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/20/us/politics/20text-poem.html?ref=books"&gt;Praise Song for the Day&lt;/a&gt;: "In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air,any thing can be made, any sentence begun. On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp, praise song for walking forward in that light."), but then it seemed too much trouble to shake Bloggie out of his torpor and apologize to him for being such a bad owner, and thought better of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some readers (Pat) have apparently noticed Bloggie's silence, and are beginning to whisper about blog neglect. So, dear readers, what do you think? Is it time to take Bloggie to the pound in the hopes that someone else will love him, haul him out to the country and leave him near a friendly-looking farm, or put him down? (By the way, did it ever bother anyone else that that phrase is also commonly used for putting babies down for their naptimes?)  Or should I give myself a good talking-to and develop a new, more mature appreciation for Bloggie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-3488013558629837160?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/3488013558629837160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=3488013558629837160&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3488013558629837160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3488013558629837160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-blogging.html' title='The sad tale of Bloggie'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-2002285655771798736</id><published>2008-12-15T13:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:44:58.631-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad writing'/><title type='text'>Twilight (abridged)</title><content type='html'>I read an advance reading copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; shortly after it came out, and was not impressed by the writing, Bella's self-sacrifice and submissiveness, or the thinly disguised Mormon propaganda about abstinence. So I haven't been even slightly tempted to see the movie. But I did enjoy this synopsis of the movie: &lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_16878_if-twilight-was-10-time-shorter-100-times-more-honest.html"&gt;"If 'Twilight' was 10 times shorter and 100 times more honest." &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-2002285655771798736?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/2002285655771798736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=2002285655771798736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/2002285655771798736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/2002285655771798736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-abridged.html' title='Twilight (abridged)'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-38554678939109139</id><published>2008-12-08T14:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:45:05.390-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Art &amp; Fear</title><content type='html'>When I need encouragement with my fiction, I turn to certain books for inspiration. One of the best is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Art &amp;amp; Fear: Observations on the Perils (and Rewards) of Artmaking&lt;/span&gt;, by David Bayles &amp;amp; Ted Orland. I am now working on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Into the Fire&lt;/span&gt;, version umpty-million, so this passage resonated with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;William Kennedy gamely admitted that he re-wrote his own novel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Legs&lt;/span&gt; eight times, and that "seven times it came out no good. Six times it was especially no good. The seventh time it was pretty good, though it was way too long. My son was six years old by then and so was my novel and they were both about the same height."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-38554678939109139?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/38554678939109139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=38554678939109139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/38554678939109139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/38554678939109139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/12/art-fear.html' title='Art &amp; Fear'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-4255200612335208440</id><published>2008-12-02T13:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:27:43.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Obamafied!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/STWMHJpU5JI/AAAAAAAAAlY/s9yV-AIrBKg/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/STWMHJpU5JI/AAAAAAAAAlY/s9yV-AIrBKg/s320/Photo+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275276593010631826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes You Can Obamafy yourself with this PhotoBooth plug-in by Dubi Kaufmann. If you have a Mac running OSX 10.5 Leopard, that is. Download it here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dubster.com/obamafy/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-4255200612335208440?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/4255200612335208440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=4255200612335208440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/4255200612335208440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/4255200612335208440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/12/obamafied.html' title='Obamafied!'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/STWMHJpU5JI/AAAAAAAAAlY/s9yV-AIrBKg/s72-c/Photo+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-3529664468634027201</id><published>2008-12-01T16:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:05:57.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Matters WRFU Benefit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/STRtKKD0QyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zerRi9n2AtA/s1600-h/flyerIII.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/STRtKKD0QyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zerRi9n2AtA/s320/flyerIII.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274961084824175394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in the Champaign-Urbana area, or even if you don't, I'll be at the Jane Addams bookstore as part of the Local Matters art sale in downtown Champaign from 3 to 5 p.m. on Saturday, December 6. The art sale is part of the Local Matters benefit for WRFU at the Cowboy Monkey, 6 p.m. to 2 a.m. The benefit is being held to raise funds towards a new permanent tower for WRFU (104.5 FM), a local progressive radio station collective operating out of Urbana committed to social justice, focusing on public affairs issues, and the arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be selling signed copies of Stella Brite and the Dark Matter Mystery. There may be prizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a detailed schedule of the show, go to www.myspace.com/whatmattersbenefit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-3529664468634027201?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/3529664468634027201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=3529664468634027201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3529664468634027201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3529664468634027201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/12/local-matters-wrfu-benefit.html' title='Local Matters WRFU Benefit'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/STRtKKD0QyI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zerRi9n2AtA/s72-c/flyerIII.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-961676894141600316</id><published>2008-11-21T10:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:02:03.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCBWI-IL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prairie Writers&apos; Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KidLit Central'/><title type='text'>Prairie Writers' Day 2008</title><content type='html'>Writers and other publishing types who live on the coasts tend to feel a bit sorry for those of us who live in those flyover states of the Midwest. Maybe not so much anymore, now that our President-elect’s vacation home will be in the Hyde Park neighborhood of Chicago, but still. What they might not realize is that we can get the cream of east-coast children’s publishing to come visit us, thanks to our fantastic local SCBWI chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you: Prairie Writers’ Day 2008, courtesy of the &lt;a href="http://www.scbwi-illinois.org/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.scbwi-illinois.org/"&gt;Illinois Chapter of SCBWI&lt;/a&gt;. On November 15 2008, 175 published and pre-published childrens’ writers from Illinois (as well as a few from neighboring states) gathered for the 4th annual Prairie Writers’ Day at Dominican University in River Forest, Illinois. You might want to make yourself comfortable, because this is long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was Harold Underdown, editorial consultant, go-to-guy for all things KidLit on the internet at &lt;a href="http://www.underdown.org/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.underdown.org/"&gt;The Purple Crayon&lt;/a&gt; and author of &lt;em&gt;The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Children’s Book Publishing&lt;/em&gt;. Harold introduced his two sidekicks, Mr. P (a.k.a. Mr. Glass Half Empty) and Mr. O (Mr. Hey, That There Glass is Half Full!) for an overview of the childrens' book publishing industry. Mr. P got his say first, as he so often does. Yes, the publishing industry has consolidated to the extent that the Big 5 publishing houses account for 1/2 of all the published books in the U.S. Many of the houses have closed their doors to unsolicited (or unagented) manuscripts. This has led to a loss of institutional memory in the industry, which seems now to be more interested in publishing safe spin-offs of old series and pushing movie and toy tie-ins than finding and cultivating new talent. And then, of course, there is the huge elephant in the room: the recession. Could things be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Mr. O! Not only could they be lots worse, but there’s much to be hopeful about! Turns out, Mr. P gave you only part of the picture. Yes, children’s book publishing has gone multi-national, but so has the rest of the world. Live with it. And there are still many independent presses and small imprints within the Big 5 that understand and love the children’s market and continue to do well. There are still many opportunities for unagented authors to reach editors, especially in the nonfiction and picture book markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn't technology rotting our childrens’ minds? Not necessarily! Consider the wonderful audiobooks that bring children’s books to entire families trapped in a car as they drive from, say, Illinois to Kansas for Thanksgiving. Think, for example, Bruce Coville’s Full Cast Audio books. E-books? Just another way of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss of institutional memory? Dig a little deeper, my friends! The next speaker on the panel, Martha Mihalick, editor at Greenwillow, can trace a direct lineage back to the great Ursula Nordstrom. Take that, Mr. P! Yes, there is some schlock being published nowadays, but---who knew?—that sort of stuff has always been around. We just don’t remember it because it hasn’t lasted! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the 800 pound gorilla that is the recession—well, perhaps it weighs only 600 pounds. Look at it this way: would you rather be making and selling SUVS, luxury jackets and the like, or books? ‘Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold’s virtual handout is available on http://www.underdown.org/wik08-handout.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: Martha Mihalick, editor with &lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/imprints/index.aspx?imprintid=517996" _fcksavedurl="http://www.harpercollins.com/imprints/index.aspx?imprintid=517996"&gt;Greenwillow Books&lt;/a&gt;. She drew the “character” straw in the craft discussion, and a good thing, because she said that she is strongly drawn to character-driven books. She most often finds herself turning down manuscripts when the characters fall flat. Populate your books with memorable characters! This is not just true for novelists, but picture book writers as well. Think of Lilly, Olivia, Fancy Nancy, Max (the Wild Things) and the Pigeon who wanted to drive the bus. Characters should be identifiable as types (jocks, nerds, etc.) but there should also be characteristics that set them apart and make them memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using some Greenwillow books, Mihalick illustrated the categories that can reveal character: objects/possessions; people around them; actions (and reactions); opinions. I’m looking forward to reading or re-reading the books she mentioned with an eye to character: &lt;em&gt;The Thief&lt;/em&gt; (Megan Whalen Turner); &lt;em&gt;Tracking Daddy Down&lt;/em&gt; (Marybeth Kelsey); &lt;em&gt;Me and the Pumpkin Queen&lt;/em&gt; (Marlane Kennedy); &lt;em&gt;Lilly’s Purple Plastic Purse&lt;/em&gt; (Kevin Henkes); &lt;em&gt;The Last Apprentice&lt;/em&gt; series (Joseph Delaney); &lt;em&gt;Deadline&lt;/em&gt; (Chris Crutcher). Well-rounded characters, Mihalick ended by saying, gain the reader’s trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor Cheryl Klein (&lt;a href="http://www.arthuralevinebooks.com/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.arthuralevinebooks.com/"&gt;Arthur A. Levine Books&lt;/a&gt;/Scholastic) talked about plot. There are two types of plots, she said: those based on character, and structural plots. But in either case, any plotline must also include an action plot (the changes in circumstances) and an emotional plot (changes within the protagonist). I won’t go into Klein’s talk in detail, because she has posted the outlines of some of her talks on plot on her website, &lt;a href="http://www.cherylklein.com/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.cherylklein.com/"&gt;Talking Books&lt;/a&gt;. Highly recommended, especially for those of us who struggle with plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline Meckler, &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kids/about/imprints.html" _fcksavedurl="http://www.randomhouse.com/kids/about/imprints.html"&gt;Wendy Lamb Books&lt;/a&gt; editor, took on that most elusive beast, voice. We all know it when we read it, but what is voice exactly, and how do we find our story’s voice?  The elements of voice, she said, are diction (choice of words); detail (life and color); imagery (sensory details); syntax (sentence structure, length, cadence, etc.), and tone. The voice that works for &lt;em&gt;I Capture the Castle&lt;/em&gt; (one of Meckler’s favorite books) would obviously not work for, say, a John Grisham novel. Author Joan Aiken (&lt;em&gt;The Wolves of Willoughby Chase&lt;/em&gt;) wrote, “Nothing encourages the flow of a story so much as the discovery of the voice in which it is to be told. I once sat down and began a book with the lines, ‘It was dusk—winter dusk. Snow lay white and shining over the pleated hills…” In those fourteen words I had already fixed the whole mood and atmosphere of the story so firmly that, though the book they began was interrupted after three chapters by outside circumstances, and not recommenced until after a gap of seven years, when I took it up again, I had not the slightest difficulty in going on from where I had left off.” (&lt;em&gt;The Way to Write for Children: An Introduction to the Craft of Writing Children’s Literature&lt;/em&gt;, p. 33).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Rofé (previously Jaeger), of the &lt;a href="http://www.andreabrownlit.com/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.andreabrownlit.com/"&gt;Andrea Brown Literary Agency&lt;/a&gt;, works closely with her clients on revisions. Using her clients’ books as examples, she outlined some of the revision questions you need to ask yourself when you’ve finished your first (or second, or third…) draft. Is there a good balance between direct and indirect characterization? Read &lt;em&gt;Milagros, Girl From Away&lt;/em&gt;, by Meg Medina, for good examples of characterization. Make sure you—and your reader—understand what motivates your characters. She cited &lt;em&gt;The Year the Swallows Came Early&lt;/em&gt;, by Kathryn Fitzmaurice (coming out February 2009) as a good example of character motivation. Is the story moving forward effectively, and are all the scenes and dialogue necessary? Check out &lt;em&gt;The Farwalker’s Quest&lt;/em&gt;, by Joni Sensel (coming out in February 2009) for a well-paced read. And finally, are the plots and subplots sufficiently developed? Is the storyline unfolding sensibly? Read Cynthea Liu’s &lt;em&gt;Paris Pan Takes the Dare&lt;/em&gt;, coming out in June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty rich stuff for writers, no? But SCBWI-Illinois, much like the Cat in the Hat, had still more tricks to throw at us. Sharon Darrow, faculty chair of the MFA in Writing for Children &amp;amp; Young Adults at Vermont College of Fine Arts, did a terrific teaching session using a complete rhymed picture book manuscript and the first few pages of two longer manuscripts submitted by SCBWI-Illinois members. SCBWI-Illinois’ very own Carol Grannick, a licensed clinical social worker, talked about Learned Optimism for Writers (check out &lt;em&gt;Learned Optimism: How to Change Your Mind and Your Life&lt;/em&gt;, by Martin E.P. Seligman). And SCBWI-Illinois member and fitness instructor Mary Loftus led us in two much-appreciated fitness breaks, with specific tips for staying fit while writing. (This might be a good time to stretch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’d like to improve your craft, whether you’re published or just starting out, I highly recommend attending an SCBWI writers’ event near you. You can find a local chapter at http://www.scbwi.org/. Many of the editors who come to these events agree to accept unsolicited manuscripts from attendees (after the event, of course!). I know of quite a few people who say that they sold a manuscript as a direct result of attending an SCBWI event. And you never know when you’ll meet someone who can help you advance your writing career—or just make a new friend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Writing!&lt;br /&gt;--Sara Latta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cross-posted on &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/kidlit_central/"&gt;KidLit Central News&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-961676894141600316?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/961676894141600316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=961676894141600316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/961676894141600316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/961676894141600316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/11/prairie-writers-day-2008.html' title='Prairie Writers&apos; Day 2008'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-7045644072380947052</id><published>2008-11-16T21:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:18:39.164-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCBWI'/><title type='text'>Prairie Writers' Day teaser</title><content type='html'>What do Harold Underdown (&lt;a href="http://www.underdown.org/"&gt;The Purple Crayon&lt;/a&gt;), Martha Mihalick (&lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/imprints/index.aspx?imprintid=517996"&gt;Greenwillow Books&lt;/a&gt;), Jennifer Rofe (&lt;a href="http://www.andreabrownlit.com/"&gt;Andrea Brown Literary Agency&lt;/a&gt;), Caroline Meckler (&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kids/index.pperl"&gt;Wendy Lamb Books&lt;/a&gt;), and &lt;a href="http://www.cherylklein.com/"&gt;Cheryl Klein&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.arthuralevinebooks.com/index.asp"&gt;Arthur A. Levine Books&lt;/a&gt;) have in common? Well, aside from being some of the top names in children's publishing and really nice people, they all joined 175 aspiring and published childrens' writers at Dominican University in River Forest IL on Saturday for the 4th Annual Prairie Writers' Day. I'll be blogging about the conference over at KidLit Central on Friday, November 21, so if you're interested in writing for kids be sure and check it out. I'll post my report here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In related news, I recently stumbled upon the &lt;a href="http://www.illinoisauthors.org/authors/Home"&gt;Illinois Authors Wiki&lt;/a&gt;, a project of the &lt;a href="http://www.illinoiscenterforthebook.org/"&gt;Illinois Center for the Book&lt;/a&gt;. I'm pretty pleased to be listed on the same website as Jane Addams, Sherwood Anderson, L. Frank Baum, Ray Bradbury, and Gwendolyn Brooks, among many others. Pretty cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-7045644072380947052?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/7045644072380947052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=7045644072380947052&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/7045644072380947052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/7045644072380947052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/11/prairie-writers-day-teaser.html' title='Prairie Writers&apos; Day teaser'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-8833364217152625821</id><published>2008-11-16T18:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:14:07.774-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>A gem of a book</title><content type='html'>The Newberry Library's exhibit &lt;a href="http://www.newberry.org/exhibits/ChildrenBook.html"&gt;Artifacts of Childhood: 700 Years of Children's Books&lt;/a&gt; was interesting but ultimately disappointing. The chronological organization was vague and often confusing, with a case featuring a 1970s-era book sitting willy-nilly by one featuring Renaissance-era books. And although the individual descriptions of the artifacts were well-done, I didn't think the exhibit conveyed the overall theme of the evolution of children's books from rather grim, moralistic teaching tools to the books we enjoy today. Still, worth a visit if you're in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was to be richly rewarded! Outside of the bookstore (which is excellent and part of the Seminary Bookstore and 57th Street Bookstore co-op, so I got a discount) there was a small library cart of used books. I found this lovely little volume of poetry by Naomi Shihab Nye,&lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780060504045-0"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780060504045-0"&gt;19 Varieties of Gazelle: Poems of the Middle East&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(2002 National Book Award Finalist):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SSDDaQCihEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rW9nk66r0xk/s1600-h/imageDB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SSDDaQCihEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rW9nk66r0xk/s320/imageDB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269426419773113410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled with this find, because I'd been wanting to read her poetry, and at $2.50 you couldn't beat the price. And then I turned to the title page and read this inscription in Shihab Nye's neat hand: "For Senator Obama and his beautiful family. Naomi Shihab Nye, 2007."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled, of course, but part of me is sad that Obama (or more likely, some staff member) didn't hang onto this book. I think that he, Michelle, and especially their sweet daughters would love these poems. So, First Family, if you want the book back, it's yours. For $2.50.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-8833364217152625821?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/8833364217152625821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=8833364217152625821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8833364217152625821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8833364217152625821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/11/gem-of-book.html' title='A gem of a book'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SSDDaQCihEI/AAAAAAAAAlI/rW9nk66r0xk/s72-c/imageDB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-8479177532374228803</id><published>2008-11-11T14:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:43:32.984-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veterans&apos; Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Veterans' Day</title><content type='html'>Thanks to those veterans who have given so much of themselves in the service of our country. I came across this amazing book of poetry, &lt;a href="http://powells.com/biblio/1-9781882295555-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here, Bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, written by Iraq War vet Brian Turner. As a science writer, I was particularly struck by this lovely poem. A note at the back of the book explains that the poem refers to &lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span id="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7893796119628724760&amp;amp;postID=8395036823305716145"&gt;Abu Ali al-Hasan ibn al-Hasan ibn al-Haytham, a scientist from the turn of the first millenium who made advances in the fields of physics, among others. (For a longer review of Here, Bullet, visit &lt;a href="http://guyslitwire.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-bullet.html"&gt;Guys Lit Wire&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alhazen of Basra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Brian Turner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;If I could travel a thousand years back&lt;br /&gt;to August 1004, to a small tent&lt;br /&gt;where Alhazen has fallen asleep among books&lt;br /&gt;about sunset, shadows, and light itself,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't ask whether light travels in a straight line,&lt;br /&gt;or what governs the laws of refraction, or how&lt;br /&gt;he discovered the bridgework of analytical geometry;&lt;br /&gt;I would ask about the light within us,&lt;br /&gt;what shines in the mind's great repository&lt;br /&gt;of dream, and whether he's studied the deep shadows&lt;br /&gt;daylight brings, how light defines us.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-8479177532374228803?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/8479177532374228803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=8479177532374228803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8479177532374228803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8479177532374228803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/11/veterans-day.html' title='Veterans&apos; Day'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-5950175186711892605</id><published>2008-11-08T17:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:04:56.597-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>Canvassing, revisited</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about my canvassing experience in Indiana a lot lately, and so I was fascinated to come across this letter from a book I found in a used book store recently, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Letters of the Century: America 1900-1999&lt;/span&gt; (Lisa Grunwald &amp;amp; Stephen J. Adler, eds., The Dial Press). The poverty Les Johnson describes sounds terribly familiar.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The summer of 1964--"Freedom Summer"--would remain among the most memorable in the lives of hundreds of students participating in the efforts of the SNCC to register Mississippi blacks for the vote. Volunteer Les Johnson wrote home...the same month that President Johnson signed the Civil Rights Act of 1964. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canvassing is very trying, you walk a little dusty street, with incredibly broken down shacks. The people sitting on porches staring away into nowhere--The sweat running down your face! Little kids half-naked in raggy clothes all over the place--this is what you face with your little packet of "Freedom Forms."&lt;br /&gt;   We don't canvass except between 4 and 7 at night because most people are in the fields in the day.&lt;br /&gt;   I've spent 3 hours, talking and got only 2 forms signed, other times I've gotten 10 in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;   We've gotten almost 2000 registered now in Clarksdale.&lt;br /&gt;   Unfortunately, Freedom registration is terribly remote to these people. I almost feel guilty--like I'm playing for numbers only; for you walk up to a porch, knock on a door and enter another world. A world made up, mainly, like Pop Art. The walls are inevitably covered with a funeral hall calendar, a portrait calendar of President Kennedy, old graduation pictures. Maybe a new cheap lamp from Fred's dollar store.&lt;br /&gt;   You meet an afraid, but sometimes eager, curious face--one which is used to--many times over 70 years worth--saying "Yes Sir" to everything a white man says--and not really listening. You see their pain, the incredible years of suffering etched in their worn faces; and then if you convince them to sign you leave. You walk down the deteriorating steps to the dirt, to the next house--the next world and start in on your Sales pitch again, leaving behind something which has broken you a little more. Poverty in the abstract does nothing to you. When you wake up to it every morning, and come down through the streets of it, and see the same old many playing the accordian on the ground, the same man selling peaches out of a basket too heavy for his twisted body, the same children, a day older--a day closer to those men--after this everyday, pov erty is a reality that is so outrageous you have to learn to be unshocked and become jaded for the moment--or else be unable to function.&lt;br /&gt;   Little hands grope everyday for a nickle--it's hard to say "no" to kids who's lives are already a Hell which White America refused to care about.&lt;br /&gt;   These children represent a tremendous amount of energy, a talent, and value--all of which the white world says--"let this energy pitch cotton, and clean up after me, and do work I don't want to do." That energy is finally coming to the surface in Harlem and Rochester and as Mr. Baldwin has said, "if we don't find a productive channel for that energy we will be destroyed by that energy." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children that Les Johnson describes are my age or a little older now. The folks I met in those broken-down neighborhoods are white and black and Hispanic now, but the most notable difference between Les Johnson's experience and mine was the palpable feeling of hope for a better future.&lt;br /&gt;   Yes we can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-5950175186711892605?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/5950175186711892605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=5950175186711892605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/5950175186711892605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/5950175186711892605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/11/canvassing-revisited.html' title='Canvassing, revisited'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-3608206818848018148</id><published>2008-11-05T11:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:29:57.271-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>A night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SRHTO6OMq5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/375v2LxM3DI/s1600-h/obama-and-family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SRHTO6OMq5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/375v2LxM3DI/s320/obama-and-family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265221692473256850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet the next First Family of the United States: Barack, Michelle, Malia, and Sasha Obama. Barack--and all of us who knocked on doors, made phone calls, gave money, and of course VOTED--made history yesterday. Three hundred eighty nine years after the first African slaves landed on our shores, 145 years after President Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation, and 43 years after President Johnson signed the Voting Rights Act, we have come together to elect a black man, Barack Hussein Obama, as president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an historic event not just for all of the African-Americans whose dreams seemed to be so often deferred, but for all Americans. Barack Obama showed us how to look beyond the divisions of class and race, red and blue states, "real" and I guess "fake" America, and embrace our common goodness. His refusal to engage in name-calling and partisianship in this campaign, his cool in the midst of the financial crisis, and his intellectual curiosity are all encouraging signs of the kind of president he will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the campaign, I've spent days canvassing for Obama in Indianapolis and Lafayette, Indiana. For anybody who has never knocked on the doors of complete strangers to talk about politics, I recommend it. Seriously. It will force you to examine your stereotypes. At times, you will be way out of your comfort zone. And often, it will warm your heart. A few anecdotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A bright 18 year-old with a developmental/medical disability who had decided to vote for Obama after studying each candidate's health care platforms. He was clearly excited about being able to vote for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A 39 year-old woman of very modest means who recently registered to vote for the first time because she saw in Obama a man who cared and would make life better for her and her family. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A man who told me that his entire family, including his son in Iraq, had already voted for Obama. He saw in Obama the candidate who would be most likely to bring his son home safely and to ensure that vets receive the care and benefits they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An older black woman who wanted an extra door hanger as a keepsake to pass on to her grandchildren. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And even a 76-year old white man who admitted that "he'd like to see the n****r in the White House. I don't like black people," he said, "but I think he'd make a good president."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Given the amount of time I've spent in Indiana, then, I felt a special thrill when I read--only this morning--that the state went for Obama. First time Indiana has gone for a Democratic presidential nominee since 1964. I like to think I own a tiny part of that achievement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging much lately because obsessively checking the political blogs eats up a lot of time, if you know what I mean. Obama's win has put my world to rights again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-3608206818848018148?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/3608206818848018148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=3608206818848018148&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3608206818848018148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3608206818848018148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-to-remember.html' title='A night to remember'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SRHTO6OMq5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/375v2LxM3DI/s72-c/obama-and-family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-3386387486431240061</id><published>2008-09-26T22:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:47:04.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>Do the math</title><content type='html'>A lot of folks seem to think that the Republicans traditionally beat the Democrats on economic issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. Since World War II the Democrats have been overwhelmingly better at running the economy. Hands down, case closed, beyond any statistical doubt. They've borrowed less money, created more wealth and opportunity, and left the next generation in better shape. YA author &lt;a href="http://scottwesterfeld.com/blog/"&gt;Scott Westerfeld&lt;/a&gt; does the math and shows us why Obama is the candidate to lead us out of the fiscal mess that the Republicans have gotten us into. Check it out: &lt;a href="http://yaforobama.ning.com/profiles/blog/show?id=2246335%3ABlogPost%3A8502"&gt;YA for Obama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-3386387486431240061?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/3386387486431240061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=3386387486431240061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3386387486431240061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/3386387486431240061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-math.html' title='Do the math'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-8726313154825969894</id><published>2008-09-26T11:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:31:39.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childrens&apos; literature'/><title type='text'>KidLit Central</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging today over at &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/kidlit_central/28561.html"&gt;KidLit Central&lt;/a&gt; about interesting behind-the-scenes stories about childrens' literature. (Teaser: Did you know that Margret and H.A. Rey were German Jews who bicycled out of Paris in 1940 on the day the German army moved in to occupy the city; they eventually made their way to the U.S. via Brazil. One of the few things they carried with them was the manuscript for Curious George. True story!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-8726313154825969894?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/8726313154825969894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=8726313154825969894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8726313154825969894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/8726313154825969894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/09/kidlit-central.html' title='KidLit Central'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-2778798803175795523</id><published>2008-09-22T11:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:54:51.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>YA for Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;YA author &lt;a href="http://www.maureenjohnsonbooks.com/index1.html"&gt;Maureen Johnson&lt;/a&gt; recently started a social networking site for YA writers and readers, &lt;a href="http://yaforobama.ning.com/"&gt;YA for Obama&lt;/a&gt;. Loads of talented YA authors have joined. I did too; so can you! Check it out by clicking on the widget below. Here's what Judy Blume has to say in a post titled, "Why I support Obama":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All I ask is that you make an informed decision. It's about the issues. It's about health care, the economy, education, the environment, a woman's right to choose, equal pay for equal work -- it's about who will be appointed to the Supreme Court, and it's about never rushing into war again - not without all the facts, not without trying everything we can to prevent war first. This election is too important for all of us to decide in any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.ning.com/yaforobama/widgets/index/swf/badge.swf?v=3.5.8%3A8700" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="206" height="242" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="networkUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fyaforobama.ning.com%2F&amp;amp;panel=network_large&amp;amp;configXmlUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fstatic.ning.com%2Fyaforobama%2Finstances%2Fmain%2Fembeddable%2Fbadge-config.xml%3Ft%3D1222045269"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://yaforobama.ning.com/"&gt;Visit &lt;em&gt;YA for Obama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://yaforobama.ning.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-2778798803175795523?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/2778798803175795523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=2778798803175795523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/2778798803175795523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/2778798803175795523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/09/ya-for-obama.html' title='YA for Obama'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-234452545256964330</id><published>2008-09-15T15:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:33:38.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><title type='text'>Tattoos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SM7PuE9O5pI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lNie-YFEH7Y/s1600-h/special-mhat-signed.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SM7PuE9O5pI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lNie-YFEH7Y/s320/special-mhat-signed.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246359006444709522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember that April Fool's joke I &lt;a href="http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-news.html"&gt;made&lt;/a&gt; on this blog about my manuscript, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mommy's Visit to the Tattoo Parlor&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sminthophile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sminthophile&lt;/a&gt;, aka Jacqueline, alerted me a new book, &lt;a href="http://www.mommyhastattoos.com/order.html"&gt;Mommy Has a Tattoo&lt;/a&gt;. From the website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;For the LOW cover price of $16.95 you will receive a SIGNED first edition copy of &lt;b&gt;MOMMY HAS A TATTOO&lt;/b&gt;, while supplies last! &lt;b&gt;MOMMY HAS A TATTOO&lt;/b&gt; tells the story of a little boy named James, who is afraid of his tattooed neighbor until he discovers that his own mother has a tattoo as well. Tattoos are a source of pride for lots of Mommies, and a source of endless curiosity for their kids. Discover why tattooed families across the country are falling in love with this book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who's laughing now? Phil Padwe, that's who. It's self-published, I think, but I bet there's a pretty decent niche market for it. My sister and I could be raking in the dough if we'd run with this. I know at least one reader of this blog who was looking for this VERY book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SM7SjDiqj_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KjmuQnxjDnY/s1600-h/tattoos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SM7SjDiqj_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/KjmuQnxjDnY/s320/tattoos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246362115621162994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meanwhile, for those of you unwilling to make the jump to permanent ink, I have just the thing for you, especially if you have to be an assistant prof of information science at the University of Iowa. The Illustrated Librarian: 12 Temporary Tattoos for Librarians and Book Lovers. Available at &lt;a href="http://www.patinastores.com/Products/ReaderLibrarian_Tats_064918.cfm"&gt;Patina Stores&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/saralatta1/Desktop/special-mhat-signed.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-234452545256964330?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/234452545256964330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=234452545256964330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/234452545256964330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/234452545256964330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/09/tattoos.html' title='Tattoos!'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McNmREaVdD8/SM7PuE9O5pI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lNie-YFEH7Y/s72-c/special-mhat-signed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-9145788486561886868</id><published>2008-09-15T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:45:56.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writers'/><title type='text'>David Foster Wallace</title><content type='html'>When I heard that David Foster Wallace had killed himself, I felt momentarily sucker-punched. Not just because I love his nonfiction (no, I never tackled Infinite Jest), although I do. I felt as though I knew him, although I have never met him. He grew up in Philo, a small town near Champaign-Urbana, the son of academics here in town. He wrote about our particular spot in the midwest with bitingly funny detachment. &lt;a href="http://harpers.org/archive/2008/09/hbc-90003557"&gt;Harper's Magazine&lt;/a&gt; has made available, in PDF form, the essays he wrote for them. Two of my favorites are "Tennis, Trigonometry, and Tornadoes: A Midwestern Boyhood," &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and "Ticket to the Fair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP, DFW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-9145788486561886868?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/9145788486561886868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=9145788486561886868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/9145788486561886868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/9145788486561886868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/09/david-foster-wallace.html' title='David Foster Wallace'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1133766421547054673.post-6562054653799759607</id><published>2008-09-13T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:28:55.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Palin's choice</title><content type='html'>I have been talking with a number of my women friends about Sarah Palin's choice to have Trig. We are all pro-choice. One of them has a brother with Down Syndrome; another has a niece with Down. The brother and niece are both loved and cherished. Personally, if I found out that I was carrying a child with Down Syndrome, I know I would have the baby and love it with all my heart. But the point is, that would be my choice.  And thank goodness that Sarah Palin had a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Beth Finke has a disabled son, now 22 years old. She writes movingly about the decision she and her husband made to carry that baby to term, despite the risks to her own health (she has Type 1 diabetes). But the point is, no one forced her to have Gus. It was a decision that she and her husband made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read Beth's op-ed piece here:  &lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-oped0912gussep12,0,2630883.story"&gt;"When choice is part of the equation."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1133766421547054673-6562054653799759607?l=saralatta1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/feeds/6562054653799759607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1133766421547054673&amp;postID=6562054653799759607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/6562054653799759607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1133766421547054673/posts/default/6562054653799759607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saralatta1.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-palins-choice.html' title='Sarah Palin&apos;s choice'/><author><name>Sara Latta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14638679848741806320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01683791892495102468'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>