Matters of Life and Steph: “Soccer It to Me”- Musings from a Children’s Writer
In 55 A.D., the Roman poet Juvenal wrote about the way in which physical and mental health are connected, touting the ideal of a “healthy
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When ten-and-three-quarter-year-old Noodle Newman heads off to sleepaway camp for the first time, it’s an absolute disaster. Feeling horribly homesick, there’s absolutely NO WAY Noodle will survive four whole weeks at camp. But as Hurricane Hilda approaches Camp Hillside, Noodle’s entire existence is turned upside down. It isn’t until Noodle faces her fears—and discovers some unlikely friendships along the way—that her misery turns into some pretty amazing memories.
In third grade, Steph Katzovi announced that she was going to be author when she grew up.
Realizing that she might want to explore other career options first, Steph got her bachelor’s degree from Binghamton University before attending Brooklyn Law School. Although she aced the Legal Writing classes and wrote amazing outlines for exams, Steph knew her calling was not as a practicing attorney. After graduation, Steph shelved her law degree and two bar admissions to become a professional writer. She spent the bulk of her 15+ year career at Deloitte as a speechwriter and strategic communications consultant. When the opportunity arose to raise her children and focus more fully on creative writing, Steph decided it was time to take her “When I Grow Up” essay from third grade a bit more seriously.
If she’s not busy writing at her desk in New York City, Steph is a sports and exercise enthusiast. She also enjoys playing guitar and piano with her two sons, going out on date nights with her husband, and reading. Preferably poolside.
In 55 A.D., the Roman poet Juvenal wrote about the way in which physical and mental health are connected, touting the ideal of a “healthy
I have a secret to share with you in today’s blog: I have been a fugitive of the law since I was thirteen years old.
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Hello and thanks for coming by! I’m home from camp and so glad to be back. The summer has gone by quickly, hasn’t it? My
Hello and thanks for coming by! I wrote this blog before I went to camp but posting it now. (I didn’t want you to miss