By Ann LaBar As some romance authors write under a pseudonym, it can be one of those things a writer feels a need to choose before she can even begin writing. There […]
Discovering My Name, Finding Myself
Ann LaBar
Stalking dogs across the UK and finding Pubs that love them.
Poet, Fiber Artist, Young Adult Fiction author.
Connoisseur of the ugly and tacky.
Always looking for what makes me laugh. Found him. Married him. Bought a goat.
Why I Wrote a Young Adult Novel About a Little Known Disorder
This past March, my debut romance young adult novel PROM THEORY was published by Simon and Schuster. I took a leap with this book by making my main character a young woman with a little known learning disorder — NonVerbal Learning Disorder.
A Visit from St. Covid?
It was the night before Xmas, and somewhere around here
I sat alone with a drink, you know, holiday cheer.
Where Do We Go from Here?
Go forward. LISTEN. Be involved. Walk in others shoes. Build bridges. Help others, especially those who disagree with you.
A How-To for Conferences in the Time of Covid.
Who would have thought that during a pandemic, when most of our beloved daily routines out in the big wide beautiful world have ceased to exist, we’d be longing for conference banquet […]
My Last Bikini
Once upon a time I was a new mother. It was before body positivity, before athletes and models came in all shapes and sizes (though I admit we still have a long […]
Tucked Away by Ann LaBar Russek
It’s a New Year and time to “untuck” in 2020. Find some time with pen in hand, and let loose those private aspirations, those longings you’ve kept tucked away for a very […]
BuJo Shit Show
My pinterest page has over six hundred “how to bullet journal” pins. From art, layout ideas, calligraphy, mood charts, goal setting, fitness tracker to websites that help chronic procrastinators set up effective […]
The Cygnet Princess
My little ones are big ones now and although I dreamed (then) of these child free days, I find I miss them horribly. So I’ve been thinking of their […]
Love and Psychics
Ah, February, the month of love. As a poet, I am expected to shower my readers with love poetry. However, as a poet, I do, shall we say, lean toward the dark, the […]
The Gloria Sirens 