White desk with pink notebook, roses, keyboard, and gold paperclips that Francesca Varela uses to write environmental fiction

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  • Freedom – A Short Story, Part 1

    3–5 minutes

    Mom wanted to read it before I sent it away, but I wouldn’t let her. “It’s okay, Margaret, you can admit it,” she said, staring violently at the sealed envelope in my hand. The chair groaned as Mom sat up. “You begged them to get you out of this small town, didn’t you.” “No, I…

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  • Connecting with Cottonwood Trees

    2–3 minutes

    I admit it. I ate leaves at recess. Okay, I chewed on them and spit them out afterward, but, to a third grader, that counted as eating. My best friend and I gathered browning leaves from the grass and took large, savage bites out of them, enjoying the rough, papery texture and the bitter crunch. They could…

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  • The Path To Publishing: How I Became a Published Author

    2–3 minutes

    I decided what I would do with my life on a fall afternoon thirteen years ago. I was slouched over the thin plastic desk of my third-grade classroom, my hand tight from grasping my pencil. Behind the single sheet of paper provided for the assignment I had stapled four more; there was just too much…

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