Renee Oelrich

A heartwarming tale set in Frecklopia follows Smidgeon, a leopard, and her friends as they prepare for their first Christmas together. Despite a threatening sandstorm, their holiday spirit and teamwork help them overcome challenges and celebrate with gratitude and joy. Smidgeon, a leopard from Nigeria,… Read more: A FRECKLOPIAN CHRISTMAS: BOOK DETAILS

This story follows the journey of Sergeant LaQuita, a highly ranked female butterfly, who is assigned to command the 132nd Deployed Cocoon crew known as the Fiddlemites. Set in a whimsical military world of combat butterflies. Sergeant LaQuita arrives as the new commanding caterpillar of… Read more: fiddlemites: book details

The most favorite time for the Angels to play is the Fourth of July. It seems like the clouds turn into tiny, splattered spots throughout the sky, just like they were setting off their own kind of fireworks. As we get closer to the actual… Read more: Because the clouds are where the angels play blog…009

The second book in the Frecklopian series and follows Smidgeon, Patches and Pocky as they spend their summer volunteering at Camp Frecklopia. The new friends learn to overcome their fears and anxieties through determination and teamwork by ultimately competing in a water-skiing competition with the… Read more: Camp Frecklopia: Book Details

Is a heartwarming and humorous chapter book that explores the themes of family, identity, and belonging. It centers around the themes of acceptance and self-love, especially for those with skin blemishes. The story takes place in Morocco, along the Atlas Mountains, and features a fuzzy-spotted… Read more: Frecklopia: Book Details

There are many days that can go by without a cloud in the sky, or the sun shining bright, or it’s a gloomy grey day. Those are the days that Angels fade away on their own adventures to other places far away. They fill themselves… Read more: Because the clouds are where the angels play blog…008

On a recent trip to the coast, I find myself sitting on the aisle seat next to two youths. I’m wearing my lucky Lynx socks, my lucky Twins sweatshirt and my lucky Wild ballcap. The fact that I hate flying because of the turbulence is… Read more: Because the clouds are where the angels play blog…007

I clomp into the local pizza arcade. An old barn that a local guy renovated into an arcade and miniature golf course for families to take their kids to for fun. It’s earlier in the day for a Monday, so it won’t be too busy.… Read more: Because the clouds are where the angels play blog…006

In my youth, somewhere around junior high, I came across the high school neighbor holding tools and carrying a jug of gasoline. I asked him what he was up to with all of that. He claimed to have run out of gas with his state-of-the-art… Read more: The Go-Kart Rocket

I drove up to the nursing home and put my big red nose on, straighten my curly blue wig and then put on the huge clomping orange boots. The blow-up vest I have on fits tight, but it helps the big clown costume puff out.… Read more: Because the clouds are where the angels play blog…005