Short (formal) Bio:
Nora Ericson is the author of Dill & Bizzy: An Odd Duck and a Strange Bird and Dill & Bizzy: Opposite Day, both published by HarperCollins. Nora received her BA in Art from Yale University and her MFA in Writing for Children and Young Adults from Vermont College of Fine Arts. Originally from upstate New York, she now lives, writes and wrangles in Salt Lake City, Utah, with her husband, young children, and middle-aged dogs.
Long (rambling) Bio:
What else can I tell you about myself that isn’t totally boring? Hmmm…
I love peanut butter and pickle sandwiches and ate them regularly as a child. Seriously, try them, they are delicious. Salty, sweet, sour, crunchy…. I want one right now!! But you have to eat them open faced, on toast, with dill pickles. That is the Ericson Way. Peanut butter and tomato is also pretty good, but nothing beats PB&P.
I grew up in Central NY, right next the Erie Canal. Thus I’m always game to sing a few verses of the Erie Canal song. “Low bridge, everybody down….”
Speaking of canals, my sister, parents and I lived in a pretty small house when I was growing up, with one tiny and hotly disputed (especially during our teenage years) bathroom. There was no lock on the door (which I still do not understand!) and someone was always barging in on someone else in there. The rule was that they had to say “it’s the barge canal!” before, you know, barging. Okay, that was actually a totally boring thing to tell you. Sorry. I just didn't want you to think my life was all amazing things like peanut butter and pickles sandwiches and Erie Canal songs.
My childhood phase of wanting to be an astronaut lasted for a really long time. All the way until college, really. I even interviewed for the Air Force Academy because I read that it was the best path to get into space. (But let’s just say that, other than my affinity for math and science, not much about me was a good fit for the Academy.) I bet two of my friends $50 that I would get to Mars before age 35. Well, I’m 36 and I haven’t exactly gotten to Mars, if you want to be technical about it. But I DID write a book about a dog going to Jupiter, and that is sort of almost as good? Here are some pictures to prove it: Space Dog. (Justin and Erich, if you ever read this, I do admit I owe you $50)
If you actually came back from my sister’s website and are still reading this, then THANK YOU! But also, you are weird. Because she has so many pretty pictures and I just have boring bathroom stories.
My best friend Ali and I started the Brown Duck Club in the 9th grade. There was a pond between our two houses, with a small island in the center. We spent a lot of time hanging out there with the ducks and building various sailing contraptions to visit the island (which it turned out was home to some very territorial geese!). One time we even built a giant floating duck sculpture that swam around in the pond for a few days before it mysteriously disappeared. The original Odd Duck perhaps? Maybe it flew off with Strange Bird…
I need to go to bed now, but thanks for reading this random list of things about me!