{"id":2025,"date":"2008-04-11T21:09:00","date_gmt":"2008-04-11T21:09:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/?p=2025"},"modified":"2018-11-20T05:28:50","modified_gmt":"2018-11-20T05:28:50","slug":"d-rop-e-verything-nd-r-ead","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/?p=2025","title":{"rendered":"<b>D<\/b>rop <b>E<\/b>verything <b>A<\/b>nd <b>R<\/b>ead!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Psst! I&#8217;ve got company for the next few days, but wanted to drop by lightning quick to remind you that tomorrow, April 12th, in honor of our darling Ramona and Beverly Cleary it&#8217;s D.E.A.R. day &#8212; National <a href=\"http:\/\/www.dropeverythingandread.com\/index.html\" target= _blank>Drop Everything And Read<\/a> Day!<\/p>\n<p>Salon has a touching piece on a mother who wrote a book for a son whose father has been deployed to Iraq again. It&#8217;s not that there aren&#8217;t hundreds of children&#8217;s books on the topic, several, even that are very good. It&#8217;s just that&#8230; talking about war is like talking about faith. Everyone has to do it <a href=\"http:\/\/www.salon.com\/mwt\/feature\/2008\/04\/11\/iraq\/index.html\" target= _blank>in their own way<\/a>. (Membership or site pass required.)<\/p>\n<p><i>&#8220;A writer is often a lonely person, I think: Our worlds are populated by the things we imagine, the things we remember or dream. For me, the voice of childhood is the one I hear most clearly. And often it comes to me in the cadence and diction of the boy in The Yearling, a book I return to again and again.&#8221;<\/i> NPR&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/www.npr.org\/templates\/story\/story.php?storyId=89255124&#038;ft=1&#038;f=1032\" target= _blank>You Must Read This<\/a> hears from Lois Lowery on the beauty and loneliness of Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings&#8217; <u>The Yearling<\/u>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Psst! I&#8217;ve got company for the next few days, but wanted to drop by lightning quick to remind you that tomorrow, April 12th, in&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[15,10],"class_list":["post-2025","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-random-notes-and-errata","tag-views"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2025","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2025"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2025\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4849,"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2025\/revisions\/4849"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2025"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2025"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingya.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2025"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}