A "Healthy Debate" And Other Weekend Odd Ends

NPR‘s All Things Considered yesterday had a interesting little piece on the so-called “urban” or “ghetto” literature not meeting favor in all corners, something that has been a bit of a controversy for years. Author Terry McMillian has written a scathing letter to the head editors at Simon & Schuster, excoriating them for elevating hip-hop, street culture, for being complicit in the exploitation of African American girls and women, and for allowing poorly written, barely edited street trash to be promoted beyond more literary novels.

Of course, Terry McMillian has her own reasons for her fury, but I laughed as the pleasant voice of NPR’s correspondent said that this would contribute to a “healthy debate” on the topic of urban/ghetto lit. Debate — what a polite, classroom word! I think she meant to say ‘screaming arguments.’

Supporters of urban literature are so enthusiastic about it. They insist that there are no drawbacks to the books; minority teens are now reading. In 2006, a Newsweek report added, “Hip-hop fiction is doing for 15- to 25-year-old African-Americans what ‘Harry Potter’ did for kids,” says Matt Campbell, a buyer for Waldenbooks. “Getting a new audience excited about books.”

Written in some cases by incarcerated authors, with titles like Baby Momma Drama, A Gangster’s Girl and Project Chick, the tsk-tsk-ing has gotten pretty loud from worried and unhappy urban lit detractors. It reminds me of the anxiety produced by the soap opera-esque Gossip Girls series. People worried then as now that the books glorify a certain trashy lifestyle, make illegalities look attractive, reinforce stereotypes and allow other books by more mature and mainstream authors to be ignored.

That last bit is probably pretty true. The publishing industry seems to revolve on money and marketing, and Urban Lit is a massive money-maker; it sells sex, it sells sizzle, it sells all of the things that are easily accessible in cities, easily digestible, don’t require a dictionary, and major publishing companies have leaped to take part in what is seen as a sure thing, in all likelihood ignoring other worthy projects. Unfortunately, that’s just kind of the way things go. In many circles the question is brought up, “Is it literature?” but I’m not sure defining the parameters of literature would actually answer the question. What I think people really are asking is this: “Is this appropriate? Is it worthy? Is it okay to like this?”

I’ve been helping my niece write a novel for the last year. She’s just turned eighteen, and is dead serious about this tragic morality play she’s creating, where a Good Girl does Bad Things and Pays A Price. It’s almost Shakespearean in its simplicity, and it occurs to me that many of the ‘urban lit’ novels are just the same. After reveling in the drug culture, gambling, pimping and excess, quite a few of the novels end with jail or death — which might seem a strange end for young adult literature, but it does reveal cause and effect, and the books are being read…

When it comes down to it, young adults read what interests them, and questions about worth and appropriateness will have to be answered individually, as always. As much as I cringe over what I see to be as kind of …tacky, it’s everyone’s right to indulge in tacky as much as they want, and we would all fight tooth and nail for that right.

Within urban lit, there are good books, and not so good books, as with any genre. And, frankly, since I haven’t read more than a couple of books that come under the heading of “urban,” and I haven’t yet found anyone in the YA blogosphere who has read any of the KimaniTRU novels, much less reviewed anything else targeted to minority YA’s, I can’t make a judgment. I do think that the controversy is about to be revved up yet again, however, so I will stay tuned with interest…


Did you see Jules & Eisha went and got all popular and stuff? I mean, I knew they were the YA/MG/Picture Book blogosphere IT girls, but now they’re guest blogging at ForeWord Magazine. Eisha’s posting on YA novels dealing with depression – right after National Depression Screening Day, and Jules takes it next week. We can now say: we knew them when…


Don’t miss Miss Erin’s interview with D.M. Cornish, the author of Monster Blood Tattoo, the author-illustrated, complex novel that ended JUST as I was getting into it… And Big A, little a’s interview with Eric Luper, author of a really interesting YA book on, of all intriguing things… gambling. Another unusual YA topic!


The Cybils are blazing quite a trail! At last count, there were fifty-six Science Fiction/Fantasy nominations, and I don’t know how many in YA, picture books, Middle Grade, Non-Fiction and Poetry. If you haven’t’ already nominated your limit of one new book per category, what are you waiting for? And consider putting in your two cents at the Cybils Blog on what makes adults able to judge what is ‘kid-friendly.’ It is a REALLY good question as we, as teens and adults of various ages, set out once again to read for what we hope is an important award.


If you didn’t have a chance to read all the way through the Poetry Friday selections, there’s still time to check out The Book Mine Set challenge – a difficult, but unique poetic form I’d like to try writing for myself.


Well, there are books calling my name — and mugs of steaming tea, so happy weekend to you, may you wear sloppy clothes and read to your heart’s content.

Since I am Grumpy That OTHER PEOPLE are Doing a Kidlitosphere Conference and I CAN’T GO, I am forcing you…


…to look at a picture of Jenna Bush’s smiling face, and to give you a lovely opportunity to read the first four chapters of her YA book.

Because you know you wanted to, anyway.

Chapters are via the ever awesome NPR Books.

Since I am Grumpy That OTHER PEOPLE are Doing a Kidlitosphere Conference and I CAN'T GO, I am forcing you…


…to look at a picture of Jenna Bush’s smiling face, and to give you a lovely opportunity to read the first four chapters of her YA book.

Because you know you wanted to, anyway.

Chapters are via the ever awesome NPR Books.

Blowin' in the Wind


Ahh, what’s that bracing citrus scent, astringent, acidic and clean? Why, it’s the smell of a rant. Yes, folks, MotherReader has finally gone all-out, creating a bumper sticker and a fabulous logo for BACA – Bloggers Against Celebrity Authors.

Some may feel uneasy with the level of vitriol this subject can elicit, but here’s the thing: Can celebrities bank on their celebrity to get into Serious Lit’triture? No. You can have a “my life on the backlot” tell-all book or a celebrity+’pimping for serious topic’ book like Katie Couric’s about her husband’s cancer, but those are a dime a dozen, and are generally stripped, pulped and recycled within a month unless they’re just awesome. (This from people in the know at B&N.) Could, say, Matt Damon Angelina Jolie, walk into a New York publishing firm and be taken seriously as a novelist? No. But let him her write a children’s book — The Bourne Babies My Many Colored Babies — and heck, hshe’d be in. {EDIT: Thanks to blogger e.luper for reminding me that Matt Damon did, in fact, write the script for Good Will Hunting, and may, in fact, be able to …write a novel. Maybe.}

It’s as if publishing is a marble-walled edifice, gates kept by stern agents and editorial assistants in ocher and bronze livery, and children’s publishing is a back door flapping open in the wind with no gate, and no guards, through which any fool off the street can wander.

…unless they’re an actual person, and not a Name, and then, miraculously, the gates and guards are back, with an extra layer of frowning critics who expect that kidlit writers are people with too many cats and a Garanimals-for-Grownups wardrobe, in some kind of extended adolescence and not in possession of a real job writing for ‘real’ people.

What is UP WITH THAT!?

Today’s other rant is about my current Work In Progress. Via GalleyCat, I hear that not only in the U.S. is there a wave of WWII novels in the making, it’s happening in the UK as well. I am obscurely annoyed by this, as my current WIP, going to the editor this week? Is set during… the Second World War.

Am I merely a follower, here, banking on the Ultimate Good v. Evil story, where the Good Guys Won? Good grief, I hope not… I think what I have is an unique angle, but is there really anything new in plots these days, especially plots with a foregone conclusion? Not… really. I guess it’s because current situations aren’t as clean-cut that people want to return to old victories… which is another rant in itself, I’m sure.

What’s that? A breath of fresh air? Why, yes, it’s A.F.’s interview with the 7-Imps! Don’t miss it!

Blowin’ in the Wind


Ahh, what’s that bracing citrus scent, astringent, acidic and clean? Why, it’s the smell of a rant. Yes, folks, MotherReader has finally gone all-out, creating a bumper sticker and a fabulous logo for BACA – Bloggers Against Celebrity Authors.

Some may feel uneasy with the level of vitriol this subject can elicit, but here’s the thing: Can celebrities bank on their celebrity to get into Serious Lit’triture? No. You can have a “my life on the backlot” tell-all book or a celebrity+’pimping for serious topic’ book like Katie Couric’s about her husband’s cancer, but those are a dime a dozen, and are generally stripped, pulped and recycled within a month unless they’re just awesome. (This from people in the know at B&N.) Could, say, Matt Damon Angelina Jolie, walk into a New York publishing firm and be taken seriously as a novelist? No. But let him her write a children’s book — The Bourne Babies My Many Colored Babies — and heck, hshe’d be in. {EDIT: Thanks to blogger e.luper for reminding me that Matt Damon did, in fact, write the script for Good Will Hunting, and may, in fact, be able to …write a novel. Maybe.}

It’s as if publishing is a marble-walled edifice, gates kept by stern agents and editorial assistants in ocher and bronze livery, and children’s publishing is a back door flapping open in the wind with no gate, and no guards, through which any fool off the street can wander.

…unless they’re an actual person, and not a Name, and then, miraculously, the gates and guards are back, with an extra layer of frowning critics who expect that kidlit writers are people with too many cats and a Garanimals-for-Grownups wardrobe, in some kind of extended adolescence and not in possession of a real job writing for ‘real’ people.

What is UP WITH THAT!?

Today’s other rant is about my current Work In Progress. Via GalleyCat, I hear that not only in the U.S. is there a wave of WWII novels in the making, it’s happening in the UK as well. I am obscurely annoyed by this, as my current WIP, going to the editor this week? Is set during… the Second World War.

Am I merely a follower, here, banking on the Ultimate Good v. Evil story, where the Good Guys Won? Good grief, I hope not… I think what I have is an unique angle, but is there really anything new in plots these days, especially plots with a foregone conclusion? Not… really. I guess it’s because current situations aren’t as clean-cut that people want to return to old victories… which is another rant in itself, I’m sure.

What’s that? A breath of fresh air? Why, yes, it’s A.F.’s interview with the 7-Imps! Don’t miss it!

Ten Five Things I Wish We'd Had Time to Cover at SCBWI

Five…four…three…two…one. Anonymity.

Sadly (and yet…) I have to leave the Conference today. No more name tags on a lanyard around my neck to make me cringe as people bend to study them (or, worse, for me to forget, and then wander around Beverly Hills advertising my name like a dork), and no more of the word ‘Faculty’ reminding me that I should be more helpful and assist people in finding their conference rooms (okay, I’d do that anyway, but this time people actually looked to me. Which was sad, since I actually walked into a dead-end hallway trying to find an exit. Twice.). Probably the nicest thing about being a screen name instead of a real-life person will be the lack of cameras (ahem). I hate to leave early, because there’s still so much great stuff, but final revisions for my next novel (!!!!) — and preparing for a massive garage sale — beckon.

Since the haze of horror from actually having to speak in public is somewhat fading, I’ve been analyzing what we said — and what I dearly wished we’d had a chance to cover… and cover again… and cover again… and repeat (but it was only an hour, thankfully… and alas). These are a few points I would wish anyone wanting to know about the kidlitosphere blogworld to ponder:

1.) There is a difference between we bloggers who are writers, and bloggers who are readers and reviewers and book ‘recommenders’ – and a difference between booksellers and librarians and parents and teachers. We have different points of view. We introduced ourselves to indicate to you where we came from in our different walks of life. We are not all the same. There is, however, a similarity as well. We. All. Love. Books. That’s why the kidlit blogosphere exists.

2.) Our talk was not about what blogging could do for you. Our talk was about what blogging and the kidlitosphere has done for us. There is still time to attend a session by C.L. Smith (or Roxyanne Young or any of the people who list blogging and finance together) and get more of the other angle. Check your Conference schedule.

3.) Our talk was not a how-to of blogging, and we’re really sorry if people came to our presentation expecting a network lesson. Do a search on ‘how to blog’ or check blogger.com for step-by-step details to create your own. We learned by trial and error — we firmly believe that you can, too.

4.) We never intended to provide marketing assistance to any one population (we’re lookin’ at YOU, Oz.). We do not presume to have read all the books in the world, including yours, so any confrontational accusation that we haven’t reviewed your book? Means… nothing. We still might not review your book. We don’t run a review service. However. Many bloggers in the kidlitosphere are contacted regularly by publishers and have books sent to them. We love books, and we’re always happy to get more. This does not constitute any kind of agreement to review your book, advertise for you, or … anything, really. Which leads me to another thought, which is not really a point, but more of a soapbox rant from observing some weird interactions yesterday, so we won’t count it:

(Aside:) Blogging is a largely anonymous pursuit. As the moon only shows one face, so do you only know one facet of any blogger you ‘think’ you know. For instance, Nerdfighter you may know yourself to be, you do not know John Green. Cult of Castellucci? I’m all over it. But you won’t see me running up to the poor woman and flinging myself at her. I’m just sayin’.

5.) Our corner of the kidlitosphere is more about dialoguing about children’s literature, because that is our area of interest to us, than it is about any particular aspect of our professional careers – developing or promoting ourselves as authors. As authors, we tend to be inward looking, and focus so closely on our own work that we lose sight of the rest of our milieu. Blogging helps me, at least, balance that laser-focus with a view of other worlds, other books and styles I might not encounter, and other people.

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Okay, I wanted to rant for ten things? But John Green speaks on All Writing is Rewriting at 9:30, and then there’s Tamora Pierce morning workshop, so I’ll get back to this…