I’ve been getting a few emails from people complaining about neglecting their work and/or not getting any sleep because they couldn’t put the book down. Of course, these messages make my day. But in the interest of making sure you don’t get in trouble at work, might I suggest that you read 32 CANDLES over [...]
I am not the kind of person for whom happiness comes easily or naturally. Give me a good thing and my mind will do its very best to run it into the ground with constant thoughts of anxiety and mistrust. Negative obsession feeds my insomnia, which feeds my groundless fears. Whether these behaviors are learned [...]
“Here I was, this poor kid wearing hand-me-down clothes going to class with girls who had parents who made literally 10 times (or much, much more) what my mom made in a year: the children of senators, CEOs, and other economic elite.” Click on the pic to find out what happened to this scholarship kid [...]
. a blogumn by Robin Rosenzweig I just returned home from lovely Del Mar, California after spending three glorious days at the San Diego County Fair, and can now state with confidence that the county fair as it currently exists may stand alone as the singularly most Wonderfully Awful way to spend a day (or weekend). Now, [...]
I’ve received some amazing photos of 32 CANDLES merch, but I think you’ll agree that Di Koob’s cross country road trip with the 32 CANDLES tote bag is the best photo retrospective ever. Obviously my favorite is the one where the 32 CANDLES tote enjoys a Yuengling and Philly Cheesesteak. Oh Yuengling, how I miss [...]
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a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 309 Pretty in Hardback Pink (32 Candles Book Signing) From Writing Pad’s small classes in Silverlake, food and writing and talk, friendships Arose and spread. Ernessa brought cocoon novel already strong but we prodded and coaxed it. Tonight on stage in her hand the hardback butterfly unfolds pink wings to [...]
I weighed 98 pounds on the first day of 9th grade. I was so short, skinny, and flat chested that I was regularly mistaken for an eleven-year-old, even by the age of 15 or 16. From skinny minnie to fierce mama, click on the pic to read Ayana’s THEN and NOW story at 32Candles.com!
. a new blogumn by Joe Rusin Arguing against the big things, the little things, and mundane things…so you don’t have to… The World Cup has bullied its way into our national sports coverage. I say bullied because Americans by and large really don’t care about the sport of soccer. In fact, we care so [...]
Thank you so very, very much to the many who came out for my Barnes & Noble Event at The Grove. I really couldn’t love you guys more for your enthusiastic support, and it was just so nice to have such a great turn out. And for those who couldn’t come, thanks for providing my [...]
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