Scattershot Thoughts on a Frantic Monday

Though it was written in 1963, years before I was born, one of my favorite Beverly Cleary novels has always been Sister of the Bride. I related to it very much, as the youngest of three sisters. And now I’m making frantic phone calls and arranging menus, and trying to get my sister to speak English, I realize that only twenty or so years later, I’m living my favorite Cleary novel… the arguments, the drama, the sneaking thoughts that my sister would be better off single… Two more weeks. Yes. This is going to be fun. Let’s all say it together: FUN!

More fun — real fun, this time — to be found at Book Divas. From Sept 27 to October 11, you can leave any question you want for e. lockhart, and she’ll actually answer! How rad is that!? Check out the dates for other YA authors with whom you might want to chat. What a neat and fun opportunity! Also via e. lockhart’s blog I’ve just found out that there’s a NEW JACLYN MORIARTY NOVEL due out October 1st. If you’ve never read Feeling Sorry for Celia or The Year of Secret Assignments, now is the time to check those out. Though the new novel is a stand-alone, it takes place at the same school. I am hoping this newest novel involves letters as well! And speaking of great Aussie writers, Nick Earls, with whom you may not be familiar, is highlighted in an interview. If you haven’t read any of his books, you’ll find them funny and heartening; stories about flawed young men and their truly good hearts, despite their truly odd behavior.

I don’t usually write about the non-fiction I read, but since my undergrad degree is in 19th century British and American literature… I had to give a shout-out to old William Blake. A sort of crazy, maybe sane, possibly delusional poet and visionary, Blake‘s life and poetry is highlighted in a nonfiction book for Young Adults that actually sounds like it’d be great reading for adults, too. Beyond “Tiger, tiger, burning bright,” there was a bit more to the man. Check it out.

And, to my mind, this is both exciting and worrisome: There’s a new Tolkien book in town. CNN reports that Tolkien’s son has finished a book his father began and abandoned in 1918, and it will come out next Spring through Houghton Mifflin.

Wouldn’t you hate for someone to be digging through your computer files for all of the story fragments you’ve begun and abandoned, to be published posthumously? What kind of critical reading could anyone give these works? Will readers be mostly reading Tolkien senior, whose work we know and love, or Tolkien Junior, trying to guess what his father intended, and to imitate that voice? And one wonders if, like in the case of C.S. Lewis, specific injunctions against certain usages, and making the estate and the private writings of this author were given, and are being ignored. … I cringe when I recall that Jane Austen and Emily Dickinson destroyed many of their letters and early manuscripts, firmly, decisively wanting no one to take that part of their private lives and make them public. We have lost a lot with their decisions… but maybe what is gone was never ours to lose.

Happy International Literacy Day!

Weekend Wrap-up

Happy Constitution Day! Somehow Constitution Day goes through to the 19th, but it’s a fun jump-off for Banned Books Week the week after. Today’s Constitutional Quote:
you don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.” – Ray Bradbury

This almost happened to the last volume of Potter-isms, that is, we almost didn’t get to read it. The Guardian reports that airport security is so tight in New York that JK Rowling was asked to pack her manuscript and not have it as a carry-on. Paper …has now become dangerous? Or was it was the heft of the paper? Please tell me the seventh novel in the series is not the longest yet? What else could have made airport security suspicious of a woman with a few reams of paper?! Was she swinging it at people? Who can tell… Also, via the Guardian Culture Vulture Blog, adults post the sulk-buster books that lifted them out of the blues during their childhood years. We all know that Roald Dahl cheered us up quite a bit. Take the Quiz and find out how much you know about him.

A head-start for the holidays, Publishers’ Weekly interviews a UC Berkeley student who has taken five years to produce a guide to kids’ giving. Written by then 14-year-old Fredi Zeiler, this book takes philanthropy down to kid-sized bites, and may help kids start positive lifetime habits.

Via A Fuse #8: It’s not enough that Bilbo’s house was overrun by orcs and ruffians. Now it’s got real estate agents. It’s the American version of the cute-little-English-cottage. Terrifying.

Wands & Worlds reminds us that today is the deadline for contributions to the Blog Carnival of Children’s Lit, which takes place the 23rd. Now, carnivals are just blog round-ups, I’m told, so sorry, no carousels unless you bring your own. Either way, they make good reading, and I always find a blog or two I’ve missed.

Children’s Book Council Magazine has posted a nifty piece on book promotion during Children’s Book Week in November, and they also have a very sweet, very hope-provoking series of letters between author Rita-Williams Garcia and her editor, Rosemary Brosnan of HarperCollins, that shows that 20-year friendships and growth are possible between writers and their editors, and that there’s hope for all of us! And you only thought it was possible to be friends with your writing group!

I have to admit that I struggle with her books. EVERYBODY loves Meg Cabot… but I am the one holdout who hates happy endings. Bah! For good or for ill, the Philly Inquirer has a short piece on how the Great MC writes. She’s prolific, and sets herself targets… and completely blows them off and fools around until she’s down to the wire. Sound familiar?

I mentioned awhile back that Ursula LeGuin’s Earthsea novels were being animated under the name Gedo Senki by Studio Ghibli. Sigh. Poor LeGuin’s novel has been made incoherent all over again. She has posted briefly to her blog about her response to the film, and says we must never blame the novelist for these things. So, I vote we find the screenwriter! I would ask questions about a possible cultural disconnect in misinterpreting the scope and sequence of the plot, except that we have the less-than-stellar American interpretation with which to grapple – and no excuses there. Anyway, the anime won’t be released in the U.S. until 2009, so there’s lots of time to pick up the original books and enjoy them all over again.

Listening gives you an advantage in writing dialogue. I spend time listening to my siblings and my niece and her friends, as well as watching The N, Disney Channel, and indulging all of my other juvenile preferences with a perfectly clear conscience in the name of my Art. (Ahem.) Today, NPR has some really great listener response to Nelly Furtado’s Promiscuous… Now, granted, I had to look up the song and all, but once I read the lyrics (!), I was intrigued by what some of the teens interviewed thought. Take a listen: “Chivalry is dead!” one girl argues. “Nobody’s going to have sex just from this song, that’s too corny,” insists a boy. The debate continues: are you what you listen to at that age? Does it warp your mind as some studies and adults seem to think? Intriguing conversations and some knowledge into the minds of potential characters!

Via e. lockhart, I’m excited to find Living Writers, a very cool public radio thing from Ann Arbor, MI, with super cool YA author interviews. This week it’s E. Lockhart, and she worries she sounds like a weenie. She so does not. This month’s radio interview gives some heads up about The Boy Book, and lets us know that Noel will be back! Yay! Be prepared for a long listen – but it’s well worth it to hear authors in a relaxed and thoughtful frame of mind. Look through the archives for other of your favorite authors.

Enjoy the weekend before you!

Cloudy With a Chance of Coffee!

As it was a cloudy and cool 40 degrees when I awakened this fine morning, I thought it fitting that my AuthorTracker email contained an interview with Terry Pratchett on Wintersmith, since I’ve been longing for cooler weather. Since I can’t find it printed elsewhere ( and forwarding you my email would be pointless), I include the interview here:


Talking with Terry Pratchett
(AuthorTracker News from HarperCollins)

Tiffany Aching has decided she wants to be a witch when she grows up. What did you want to be when you were Tiffany’s age?

When I was Tiffany’s age, I wanted to be an astronomer. I never succeeded in my ambition, because astronomers have to be good at math, and I’ve never been very good at math. I thought astronomy was a really cool job, because you got to stay up late at night. But I have to say I’m very pleased that now, because of the success of my writing, I’ve built my own observatory.

Tiffany read the dictionary straight through because no one had told her she wasn’t supposed to. Did you ever read the dictionary straight through?

Ha! Yes, I did it when I was a kid. I read dictionaries all the way through: dictionaries, thesauruses, dictionaries of slang, all that sort of thing, for the sheer fun of doing it. I think I was a rather weird kid, to be frank.

Tiffany is also an expert cheesemaker. Have you ever made cheese?

Yep. Goat’s cheese. We used to keep goats, which are really just like sheep, but a lot more intelligent and much, much more bad-tempered. I was pretty good at goat cheese, I have to say. I could make goat cheese again if someone wanted me to.

The landscape Tiffany grew up in is clearly based on the English chalk country—you’ve said there is amazingly little you had to make up about her home. What can you tell us about this part of England?

A large area of southern England is on the chalk; in fact, the White Cliffs of Dover are chalk. I live on the chalk, about twelve miles from Stonehenge. I even own about forty acres of the chalk. You always get to see sheep on the chalk, it tends to be very high country, and you don’t see too many trees. It’s really the center of all our mythologies in England. There’s Stonehenge there, and strange ancient carvings, and the burial mounds of dead chieftains. Back in the days when the valleys were just all flooded and swampy, the chalk uplands were how people moved around, and, in the heart of it all, was Stonehenge.

Is Tiffany’s family in any way based on your own?

Well, I grew up on the chalk. I was born in the Chiltern Hills, which is another chalk outcrop. And a lot of the things that Tiffany thinks and sees, in fact, I thought and saw when I was her age; a lot of the way Tiffany comprehends the landscape is based on my own experiences. I don’t come from a farming family, but I spent a lot of time among farmers and their families when I was a kid. I’m the actual archetypal example of an only child, so I had plenty of time to myself. My paternal grandmother has a very special place in my heart, just as Tiffany’s grandmother, does, because when I was a kid I was allowed to read from her bookshelf. It was a very short bookshelf, but it contained every book you really ought to read, like the complete short stories of H. G. Wells, and the complete short stories of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. I just worked my way along my granny’s bookshelf and didn’t realize that I was getting an education.

In Tiffany’s world, being a witch means, in part, to have certain duties and responsibilities. How did you decide to include these obligations as part of your definition of witchcraft?

Certainly witchcraft for Tiffany has very little to do with magic as people generally understand it. It has an awful lot to do with taking responsibility for yourself and taking responsibility also for the less able people and, up to a certain point, guarding your society. This is based on how witchcraft really was, I suspect. The witch was the village herbalist, the midwife, the person who knew things. She would sit up with the dying, lay out the corpses, deliver the newborn. Witches tended to be needed when human beings were meeting the dangerous edges of their lives, the places where there is no map. They don’t mess around with tinkly spells; they get their hands dirty.

And then there are the Nac Mac Feegle. They’re the most feared of all the fairy races, and yet they’re also loyal, strong, and very funny. How did you come up with the Nac Mac Feegle?

I thought it very strange, and very sad that the fairy kingdom largely appears to be English. I thought it was time for some regional representation. And the Nac Mac Feegle are, well, they’re like tiny little Scottish Smurfs who have seen Braveheart altogether too many times. They speak a mixture of Gaelic, Old Scots, Glaswegian and gibberish. And they’re extremely brave, and they’re extremely small, and extremely strong, and there’s hundreds and hundreds of them, and they just are automatically funny. You can’t help but love them, at a distance.

What happens to get you to sit down your desk and write the opening words of a new novel?

I’m not sure. I start with a handful of semiformed ideas and play around with them until they seem to make some sense. Actually typing is important to me—it kind of tricks my brain into gear. I’ve got a pack-rat mind, like most writers, and once I starting thinking hard about a new project all kinds of odd facts and recollections shuffle forward to get a place on the bus.

Do you know where a story is going when you start writing, or do you let the story take control and see where it takes you?

This answer deserves one sentence or an essay! I’ll try to summarize it like this: writing, for me, is a little like wood carving. You find the lump of tree (the big central theme that gets you started) and you start cutting the shape that you think you want it to be. But you find, if you do it right, that the wood has a grain of its own (characters develop and present new insights, concentrated thinking about the story opens new avenues). If you’re sensible, you work with the grain and, if you come across a knot hole, you incorporate that into the design. This is not the same as “making it up as you go along”; it’s a very careful process of control.

The fantasy genre is often thought of as escapism, but is it escapism with a firm root in reality?

Fantasy IS escapism, but wait…why is this wrong? What are you escaping from, and where are you escaping to? Is the story opening windows or slamming doors? The British author G. K. Chesterton summarized the role of fantasy very well. He said its purpose was to take the everyday, commonplace world and lift it up and turn it around and show it to us from a different perspective, so that once again we see it for the first time and realize how marvelous it is. Fantasy—the ability to envisage this world in many different ways—is one of the skills that makes us human.

Your Discworld novels are fantastically successful. Now you’re writing Discworld novels specifically for younger readers. Why?

I think my heart has always been in writing for children. My first book was written for children, and a few years ago I realized that if I wrote a few books for younger readers I could approach Discworld in a different way. There’s a lot of difference between writing for children and writing for adults, and it’s almost impossible to tell you what it is, but I know it when I’m doing it. You have more fun, and I have to say, it’s a little bit harder, especially if you do it right.


Mr. Pratchett’s newest Discworld adventure, which is due out this month, has a sample chapter posted! And for those who can’t get enough Pratchett, his only California stop on his book tour (so far) will be on Sunday, October 15th at 3 pm at COPPERFIELD’S Books Petaluma store, but he’ll be elsewhere in the U.S. in the next months. Enjoy!

The contest over at Journey-Woman is still going! Put your mind to the madmen (and women), because EACH YA or children’s lit antagonist you submit gets you one entry into the drawing for the coffee gift cert. Submissions are due by 9PM, Eastern, September 19, 2006. The winner will be randomly selected from all entries on September 20, 2006. Think of it: COFFEE. Antagonists. Antagonistic coffee. It’s an important contest!

Deliciously Dahl on a Whacked-out Wednesday

OH! Oh! Oh!
I’ve been very, very good, and haven’t spat or swore or cursed Secret Agent Man’s name (in the last hour) so I want one of THESE!! Isn’t my half birthday coming up soon!? The ALA’s Office for Intellectual Freedom is selling these to raise awareness of frequently ‘challenged’ books. Imagine sporting a bracelet covered with YA and kidlit titles and starting some deep conversations with strangers! Sweet! We READ banned books! And we’re proud of it!(Via A Fuse #8.)

Also, via Big A little a – and cheers to Seren for the reminder – it’s Roald Dahl Day! I am, of course, going to recite Revolting Rhymes aloud all day:

The animal I really dig,
Above all others is the pig.
Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever,
Pigs are courteous. However,
Now and then, to break this rule,
One meets a pig who is a fool…

Man, is this the day for fun stuff, or what? Thankfully, the Universe is making up for it having been a rough week thus far. Via Big A little a, over at Journey-Woman, you’re invited to name your #1 fave antagonist in the kidlitosphere HERE. Check out all the others — from The Grinch to Count Olaf, there are myriad ‘evildoers’ we love to hate. And hey — there’s maybe some coffee in it for you. A $25 gift certificate! Now you know you need to join.

Those who are super-jazzed about Stephanie Meyer’s vampire trilogy (and you know who you are, Benicia! I’m number SIXTEEN on the holds list at the library, thank-you) will want to head on over to YA Books Central for the Meyer INTERVIEW! Whoo! Everything you wanted to know about Meyer as a writer, and maybe even some hints about Book 3!

Wear your clothes backwards all day, levitate your enemies, speak unintelligibly, and generally have a great Dahl day. It’s Wednesday! Things can only get better. Theoretically.

Randomly

A round-up of positive things to think about after yesterday:

From Mitali’s Fire Escape, a list of children’s and YA books to talk about and think about yesterday’s anniversary, and the deaths in 2001, and Chicken Spaghetti answers the question of how art has helped her make sense of the worst of it. Via Book Moot, we’re pointed, by way of a fabulous quote, to the New York Times interview with Katherine Paterson, who discusses the characters she writes. Characters with difficult lives, Paterson notes, are more the norm than not. Somebody has to write about them. Hear, hear! Read the first chapter. (My apologies for the NY Times membership thing, but you only have to register once.)

Via Not Your Mother’s Bookclub, more entertaining novel stupidity: Name Your Very Own Bestselling YA Novel! The first lines say, “Need some extra cash? Why not write a Young Adult novel? They’re so easy, why, they practically write themselves! All you need is a title, and you can watch the money roll in… “Um, yeah. My title is The Not-So-Terrible life of a Braless Vampire. Ummm… don’t ask.

Those of us who were sad when Cody’s in Berkeley closed down can have a little happy moment: Cody’s can now be found at the Oakland airport. It’s not perfect, but decent books from an independent source at an airport? Sweet.

A not-so-positive note I meant to mention earlier: what is with this James Frey thing? People who bought his book before he told the truth about its fabrications are now eligible for refunds? If everyone who lied had to pay people in cash, we’d have no poverty, and the presidents would be broke. Is this overkill? The power of Oprah? A one-man example? What? Does anyone else think this is a bit much?

Friday — FINALLY!!!!!

Ooh – Bookslut heads up: new post for Booksluts in Training! This month it’s adventure novels, and Colleen reviews several, including Secret Under My Skin, which I recently enjoyed. There’s also an interview with Marisha Pessl of “Nabokovian in scope and style” review fame. Interesting stuff.

Via BookMoot, author Garth Nix has written a farewell poem for Steve Irwin that found me briefly surprised with tears. As one friend has lamented, yet another awful thing about Irwin’s death is that his was the only voice imitation people could do that everyone would recognize. Now every Australian voice Americans hear will remind them of him. Which will actually bring a smile.

Happy Weekend, everybody!

Apropos of Nothing At All…

So, I finished my looong edit. I worked hard on it — to the exclusion of eating sometimes, which means I was dead serious about it.
Actually, isn’t everyone dead serious about their writing all the time?
I am.
I might write something sometimes for “fun”, but I don’t think I’ve ever yet quite grasped what fun is meant to be. Not that I don’t enjoy writing, but at what point is something just tossed off as a harmless little piece? At what point can I stop polishing, editing, cutting, tightening, tweaking? When do I let a piece go?
Never.
I wish I could learn to achieve some distance. Actually, it’s going to be necessary to achieve some distance and keep my current state of sanity (Level: low) intact. Frankly, it might be necessary to …jettison some things.

I wish S.A.M. were a playwright.
I think he’d be dead brilliant at it.
He could write long, whiny soliloquies on all manner of topics only Noo Yawkers care about. He could air his frustration on the state of lit’triture these days. He could collect a cooing coterie,be Known in Lit’trary Circles, and be the Toast, the Ton, the Bon Mot man.
And then?
Then, I’d become a critic.


This is, of course, just one version of the alternate universe, what it could be. Offered freely, and of course, the picture is apropos of nothing in particular, nothing at all…

England, Autumn, and Girls Raised by Wolves,

Via Jen Robinson’s Book Page, the webpage Storybook England is an amazing site that gives you all the settings for tales which take place in England. A quiet little site, it’s well-organized and nicely put together, and includes a little write-up on each book — not a review, note, but map information about where things in the book took place, and great places to see there, should you happen to be going. Apparently, one day I should really go to Oxford, as so many of my favorite stories are centered there. This is such a nice site because it’s decommercialized… I imagine if Harry Potter were written in England, there’d be a theme park or something already in the works near the town where he was ostensibly born. (Dollywood, anyone?)

I just love autumn. I’m going to pretend the dog-days of summer are nonexistent. I am roasting vegetables and baking bread, and looking forward to all the autumn releases. Bliss. Patricia C. Wrede and Caroline Stevermer wrote a funny and strange epistolary novel called Sorcery and Cecelia that I reviewed awhile back. I didn’t enjoy the sequel as much, but look forward to checking out The Mislaid Magician, which is being released November 1. Also, the Pratchett Countdown has begun… The UK release of Wintersmith is September 28.

The Philadelphia Inquirer knows that kids choose books …by their covers. And the favorite covers now? Pink, or monsters. You’ve got to admit, there’s something exciting about monsters on a cover… or a pink cheetah skin pattern. Another round up of some great new releases for the middle grade/YA and a few pop-up books, too. If you can’t judge a book by its cover, how about by it’s title? New today is St. Lucy’s Home for Girls Raised by Wolves, which sounds like a funny one. It’s narrated mostly by children, but it’s not necessarily written for them, according to author Karen Russell. Do take a moment and read her most excellent interview — listening to a new writer talk about her book gives me a lot of smiles!

History is now being used (gasp!) to “shed light on a baffling present.” The NY Times this morning suggests that history is now being taught differently in schools around the nation, and American history is no longer being looked at as a simple package deal: the story of a country. Instead, the country is being looked at within the context of a larger world. Well… from a mind-numbing tragedy finally comes the tiniest seeds of something positive…

Tuesday is the new Monday

So, after all the dust had settled from my breakneck last second edits, and the trip to the Post Office was over with, and I lay down on my tiny living room floor to just breathe

…the mail came.

With another big, fat envelope from Secret Agent Man.

I rolled over and got up and headed toward the mail, and was body checked by a large Being that pushed me back toward the couch and said, “Tuesday. NOT today.”

That, and new jersey sheets on my bed, sounded just too sweetly reasonable. I am sizing up said envelope even now, knowing that work awaits. But! Thought I’d point out a few roses I had a chance to stop and smell this past weekend:

Via Jen Robinson’s Book Page, a great article on adult readers of YA books by blogger Daphne, and a quick link to the book Escape Adulthood, which seems to have been written for those of us who feel guilty for moving into the YA section of our local libraries. (Yes, Librarians, I know part of your job is to protect the kids, and more super power to you, but I promise, I just want a book! Stop staring at me!!)

Trying to explain to others why you’re a writer and how they can become one? Don’t, suggests Laura Zigman in this amusing Washington Post Bookworld article on the Writing Life.

Via Oz and Ends, is it a story of persistence or of connections? Madeleine L’Engle was published through a friend of her mother’s, after many rejections and after giving up entirely on her first novel for children. The fact that she was already a published author with an agent is rarely mentioned. It’s sometimes difficult for writers to attend conferences and hear about these instant success stories when they’ve been schlepping around a novel for ages, trying to get someone interested. It’s hard not to become discouraged — and frankly, jealous as heck — over someone else’s success and connections. The truth is, if it’s merely a matter of luck, it can happen to anyone… all you have to have is an excellent manuscript in hand…

To that end, the story of the man who was paralyzed for thirty years and wrote a seafaring novel purely based on memory and imagination deserves a big huzzah! for his persistence. If he can do it…

Publishers’ Weekly reminds us that the new Artemis Fowl goes on sale this week. And the L.A. Times carried the obnoxious AP story of a Minnesota start-up called Freeload Press, Inc., which carries the full text of many college business courses and offers them to students to download and print for free — provided they don’t mind ADS coming with their TEXTBOOKS. Textbook prices, which have risen at twice the rate of inflation, have always been overpriced, but ads? First movie previews, then B.A.R.T. trains and now textbooks. Is nowhere immune from commercials!?

Finally, I am speechless about Steve Irwin. Someone mentioned it casually to me yesterday, and I never let on that I didn’t already know… so much for my weekend of not connecting to the media. I don’t know why, but I really liked that big lunk, and so did so many little kids I know. No matter how much of a nutcase he may have seemed to have been, he knew his stuff, and I thought he would live forever somehow. Crikey.