My Homeschool Interdisciplinary Unit of “The Diary of Anne Frank” by Anne Frank

As some of you know, I spent the first 10 years of my career post-college teaching high school English. Now, with the coronavirus pandemic raging, I find myself at home with my 8 year old daughter, Chloe, and it is time for homeschooling to begin!

I am beginning to quick-plan a unit about “The Diary of Anne Frank,” a book that seems more relevant than ever because like Anne, we are trapped in a small space and have to make the best of it. Like Anne, Chloe is a young girl who has dreams and feelings that are big, including not wanting to be homeschooled. I am envisioning watching clips of the “World War II in Color” that I have on my DVR, looking at maps of Europe, Chloe starting her very own journal, reading on Kindle, creating art in our art room, doing HIIT workouts as P.E., learning French, watching astrophysics videos on her iPad, and delving into the world of multiplication and division!

So, look here for ideas for your own homeschooling experience and follow along with us as we embark upon a new world of learning and making learning real-life a real-life adventure in our own home!

I am soooo excited! Eventually, Chloe will be too!

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Check Out My “Mental: A Novel (2018)” Black Friday (11/29/19) Pinterest Ad!

Here’s to a successful advertising campaign!

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My “Mental (2018)” Pinterest advertisement is currently under review, to be released at some point tonight!

Check it out here:

This ad, featuring the cover art from “Mental,” will run daily to an audience containing you and 60 million others, until 12/9/19!

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Brilliant, Beautiful and Brave—Choosing a Manic Stance in My Creative Life

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My psychiatrist’s goal of pulling me out of a seemingly endless bout of mania was achieved about two weeks ago. Far from turning out to be grateful for this feat, I have gradually found myself pretty much disappointed in what remained of my life after the manic glow had dissipated.

My delusion of being recognized for my writing, something I believed in wholeheartedly because it seemed so tangible when I lived under the manic spell, turned out to be less evident once the bubble burst. The audience I thought I was writing for is smaller than I thought when manic. My judgement of my creative skill today is much more critical than it was under the haze of a manic sun.

These facts caused me great anxiety as I tried to reenter “real” life. I hated admitting that it wasn’t the exciting, passionate and mostly positive life I had believed…

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