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In 1962, Lois moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico, where she taught for the Journalism Department at the University of New Mexico and continued to write for magazines. Over 300 of her articles and short stories appeared in such publications as Ladies Home Journal, Redbook, McCall's, Good Housekeeping, and Reader's Digest, and for a number of years she was a contributing editor for Woman's Day. Lois has also written novels and non-fiction books for adults, including Who Killed My Daughter?
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A Visit With Lois Duncan
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Announcing a brand new DVD-. A Visit With Lois Duncan. See a short clip below! The name LOIS DUNCAN. Means different things to different people. Teachers and librarians know her as the author of over 50 books and a recipient of the Margaret A. Edwards Award, presented by the American Library Association for an outstanding contribution to young adult literature. Teen readers know her as the author of scary suspense novels like I Know What You Did Last Summer and Killing Mr. Griffin.
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A message board is provided to readers for sending me their questions and comments. Click here to view the message board. Click here to enter your comment onto the message board. When possible, Lois will respond. Another summer is over; school is back in session; and then, very soon, it will be holiday season. I hope you ‘re lucky enough to have an English teacher who allows you to read for pleasure as well as for AR points. If so, here are some books your class might enjoy. Ll turn it into. It. This pas...
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A message board is provided to readers for sending me their questions and comments. Click here to view the message board. Click here to enter your comment onto the message board. When possible, Lois will respond. Autumn is here. I can tell, even without the change in temperature, because I’ve started receiving e-mail from readers doing author reports. How can time pass so quickly? It seems like yesterday that I was getting e-mail from those same readers exulting, School’s out! We've also included author ...
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PTSD & Recovery Support - Coping and Healing after Trauma - Gift From Within
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PTSD Resources for Survivors and Caregivers. Therapists Click Here to Join. Educational Webcasts on PTSD for Survivors and Therapists. Support Pals Share Favorite Healing Ideas. I have been a different drummer all my life. However, I have found myself much of the time playing Chameleon just to fit in. it can be so uncomfortable being the odd one out'. Lately, I have improved upon that. I think that one of the things that is helping is reaching absolute bottom. Peace to all,. I'm quirky. It's just the...
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Books & Awards
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Here are Lois Duncan's personal suggestions for discussion and activities involving:. Stranger With My Face. Down A Dark Hall. Killing Mr. Griffin. Who Killed My Daughter? 1) Have students read WHO KILLED MY DAUGHTER? And compare the heroine, Karen’s, fictional experiences with clairvoyance and psychometry with those of the real life psychics who worked on Kait’s case. 4) Discuss Ron's conflicting feelings about his brother. Are they justified? How did they affect Ron's career decision? 6) Have students ...
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Early Writings By Lois Duncan. The Song of Life. Written at age 10. The noon of life is warm and deep. With all the joys that be,. And I shall have a man's love. To hold my heart for me. The eve of life is still and cool. And drenched with memories sweet,. And I shall have my little loves,. Playing at my feet. But, oh, it is the dawn of life. With dreams so fresh and wild,. That holds for me my first love,. Who knows me as a child,. And when the night of life is here. And stars begin to wane,. And people...
