Month: November 2008

I’ve been watching the little blogger counter for the past couple of weeks and am amused to see it roll over to this — our one thousandth post! Yes, those are balloons flying past your head and confetti raining down. There are more things to celebrate: Mr. Aquafortis just got his sabbatical plans approved, to which we exclaim, “A whole year off?!” It will be a working year, but how very lovely! More confetti and more balloons, and copious sips of tea! (Yes, tea. Or, eggnog, if you prefer.)

And now back to business.

Did you know that the NY Times is serializing a new Gene Yang graphic in The Funny Pages? Check it out, it’s in .pdf form so you can save it to your desktop and read it when you have time. He’s already posted Chapter 2 of Prime Baby.

Mindy @ Propernoun has a really cool contribution to MotherReader’s original Book&Gift pairing (21 Ways to Give a Book) idea — a really cute picture book for the wee ones, and a felt sandwich. And cheese. No, really. It makes more sense at her site.

At The Reading Zone, this brave teacher uses Twilight and Midnight Sun as contrasting examples of point of view in writing. Brave teacher! Beguiled students! People learning! This is undeniably A Good Thing, and you all know how much I HEART Twilight. (Not.) Lesson plan included.

Whatever Blog reveals the ideas behind the book called Where Am I Wearing, by Kelsey Timmerman. Imagine this fascinating book paired with a compass — or one of those really neat etymologist’s atlases that make the whole world seem like Middle Earth.

Liz has a stupendous idea for gifts to shop for after this weekend — non-new books. (Of course, this leaves my book out, but it’s still a great idea.)

“Give something not published in 2008.

Give something that you loved, loved, loved, yet, somehow, was overlooked; something that did not get on any of the awards lists, but, in your humble opinion, should have been on those lists.”

I really like that idea. One tiny drawback of only reading a few of the same kidlit blogs is that I see the same books reviewed and loved and gushed about repeatedly. I tend to review more books that I get from the library than new ones, and I hope to continue that trend and encourage people to beef up the backlist and get the word out about books that are super special. Add to the suggestions for more non-2008 books.

Mitali is giving away books — to those whose Thankfuls can be traced to specific person or events in the past. Where would your family tree have stopped if not for… ? Check it out.

In the mood to choke with horrified and disbelieving laughter and be grateful that YA doesn’t need to include too many sex scenes? the Bad Sex Awards are up. Be afraid.

The Baltimore Sun newspaper carried a piece by a woman whose Thanksgiving traditions never included sweet potato or pumpkin, but carrot soufflé. Today’s pre-Thanksgiving task is to figure out how to modify it in pie form, since it’s about three degrees in my house and it’s warmer with the oven on.

And then I will get back to procrastinating on this WIP.

I so enjoyed reading the Thankfuls at the 7-Imps; it was like a middle-of-the-week kicks break. I have to agree, I’m grateful for the tight embrace of the YA/kidslit blogosphere, which gives me somewhere to go and someone to talk to when writing novels alone is too lonely (and baffling) — and generally something to laugh at. Happy Thousandth Post to us, and Happy Thanksgiving to you.

A lot of people in the industry are scared right now–things look bleak. If you’re pushing through NaNoWriMo or that draft on deadline or beginning a new project, you may be at that part of the process where you’re feeling exhausted–or scared to begin. Writer fatigue and fear are hard to combat in the face of a lot of bad news, and especially hard to slug it out when it looks like the possibility of selling is dwindling to nothing.

And this, ironically, is when we need story the most.

You must now GO and read this entire piece, and be comforted and cheered and energized. Go, now. We’ll wait. (Grateful hat tip to Buzz, Balls & Hype.)

Helen Hemphill is at the Tollbooth talking about gender and voice. This is a tricky, tricky one for many writers — we have discussion on a.) whether or not men and women really sound alike, b.) what does it mean to “sound male,” (and is it like “sounding black?”) c.) how do we construct a character who is satisfyingly and authentically male, if we are females. Most of the audience at any given YA/ children’s lit writing conference is female, so… it’s a good question, isn’t it? Stay tuned with Helen throughout this week.

Amy June Bates quite possibly illustrates some of the best reasons to read children’s books — her work sort of whispers “classic” and boy don’t her pictures make the words look good? She’s having breakfast at the 7-Imps.

All of these things will cheer you up and engage your mind. Go, read.

I’m having Thanksgiving homesickness like whoa and wow, because for our family THIS is the holiday, not Christmas, not New Year’s. We loves us some Thanksgiving! Every year at this time I take the Chronicle and cut out all the great recipes from the food section, and figure out which ones I’m going to try. My eldest sister and I reenact The Other Great War (aka the yearly Monopoly beatdown) and basically we all hang around with my parents and get on each other’s nerves for hours on end, which is really rare for us.

A lot of that has changed since my other sister got married and I… kind of left the country. The usual untraditional tradition of making the younger sibs run around to the neighbors with plates of cookies or whatever we’re baking would make the neighbors here… look at me very oddly indeed. I haven’t made a turkey-out-of-a-traced-hand to put on my front door so as not to worry them (“What’s that then, pet? A wee birdie?”)(And seriously: the postman calls me “pet,” and “lamb.” I… don’t know if I’m complimented. A woolly animal or one you put on a leash??), but to assuage my homesickness, I have investigated what would be on the table at Plimoth Rock this week, and in my free time, I’m going to make it.

Today’s dish is — Corn pudding!

This is definitely an East Coast thing I’ve only ever heard of from friends — no one I knew had it growing up, and my poor Southern parents would be sort of traumatized by cooking grits with sugar (!), but this is the recipe:

Indian Corn Pudding, Modern Version
6 cups water
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 cups coarse grits
1 cup milk
2 tablespoons sugar (or more to taste)
Bring water to a boil in a large saucepan. Stir in the salt and the coarse grits, stirring until the contents of the pot return to a boil. Turn the heat to low, and cook very gently for 10 minutes, stirring frequently. Be sure to stir across the bottom of the pot to keep the grits from sticking. Remove from the heat and allow to stand about 30 minutes or until the grits are tender. Stir in the milk and sugar. Variation – To make a more deluxe version you can use cream in place of milk, add sweet spices to taste (cinnamon, nutmeg, mace, cloves or ginger) and 1/2 cup of currants or raisins.

It apparently would have reminded the Pilgrims of frumenty which is sort of a thick wheat porridge made with spices and sugar and almond milk, and served with venison and mutton. I’m going to have to substitute, I think.

Corn pudding wasn’t dessert, incidentally, as the Pilgrims at sweet and savory dishes at the same time. This to me indicates that I can eat this first, and be Thankful that sweet potatoes, pumpkins and SUGAR were eventually discovered in the New World. THAT’s what I’m thankful for today. Dessert first.