Leah Ferguson's Blog: One Vignette

Congratulations to Kate Muir for winning an advance reading copy of ALL THE DIFFERENCE. I am so excited that my former colleague (a fellow English teacher!) is the one to receive it. Kate, ATD is winding its way to you today. Happy reading, and thanks so much to all of you for supporting me! I’ll […]

Note: Hi, guys. Just wanted to make you aware that I’m having some difficulties with the site. You may notice some that some of the colors are wonky (right now we have a lovely pink-and-green combo going that I most definitely did not choose), or it’s not loading properly. I’m trying to get it fixed, […]

Soooooo. I have a book coming out. Most of you who’ve been with One Vignette from the beginning know this already–you’ve actually followed my journey from the time I got brave enough to tell you about it to now. Thank you, thank you for that. And I happen to have a couple of advanced reading […]

I once had a friend I’d like to tell you about. Actually, he was my brother Paul’s friend–one of his best–and, in that cool space of time in my and my brother’s late teens and early twenties, when a lot of our interests and friends mingled and bounced off of each other, when we hurtled back and forth […]

Quinlan turns five this week. And, oh, this one. We still call her Mighty, but she’s more like a sprite. A really, really smart sprite who twirls through rooms on her tiptoes while talking with a vocabulary the likes of which I’m pretty sure I didn’t have until I was in college. She still sucks […]

We were in the car on the way home from school after sibling picture day. What follows is a completely typical conversation. For us, anyway. Quinlan, from the back seat: “When we were getting our pictures taken Saoirse kept telling me to stop.” Me, driving: “Oh, no! Why?” Quinlan: “Because I kept licking her.” And […]

Cian has developed a lovely new trait: If he wants me, for whatever reason, most likely for a reason I can’t ascertain, he stands at my knees and shouts, “MOM. MOM. MOM. MOM. MOMMOM,” patting my leg with his open palm with each bout of hollering. This is how it usually goes, and it makes […]

The night before last, Quinlan, still recovering from allergies or a cold or something, appeared beside our bed (always my side) and said she could’t sleep because she’d had a bad dream. So she spent the night (again) with us (on my side. Of course). It’s become a pattern that, frankly, I’m too tired to […]

I posted a cute (well, I think it’s cute, anyway. Blog posts are kind of like kids that way) story over on my other website about the day last week that advanced reading copies of my All the Difference came in. Please go check it out, then come back here, because I have something funny to tell you […]

Note: I don’t normally repost essays I’ve previously written, but I’ve been thinking about this one a bit lately–or, actually, this topic. See, April holds the anniversary of the days on which both David’s and my father died. And right now, there’s a lot of bad talk in the news–people being hated, the people who are hateful being […]