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  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 9:22 PM
Books again! First I'll start with four Cybils nominated graphic novels:

1. COURTNEY CRUMRIN'S MONSTROUS HOLIDAY



Courtney and Uncle Aloysius go on a Romania holiday where they run into werewolves and vampires. Courtney has some mega 'tude as she tries to make sense of all of it.

2. CONSTANCE AND THE GREAT ESCAPE




This book's illustrations reminded me of a book I checked out when I was in first grade some thirty years ago! Constance and her cat Tiny are BFFs. But a plot is made to separate them by sending Constance to boarding school!

3. BINKY THE SPACE CAT




This is a very adorable tale of Binky the cat who swears aliens have invaded our world. It's up to Binky to save his masters by blasting off into outer space(outside), explode unknown places(backyard) and battle the aliens(bugs). I really enjoyed this tale and loved Binky's devotion to his family.

4. THE ELSEWHERE CHRONICLES #1 THE SHADOW DOOR




Interesting premise of kids going to a so-called haunted house and finding an old movie projector that opens a passageway to a world of monsters and creatures made out of shadows. I wanted to know more about this other world. I'm sure the next book goes into more details.

**Number five is a book I've been looking forward to read for a long time. Today the UPS guy dropped it off on my door step.

The book?


MAGIC UNDER GLASS



Tomorrow I'll post my review of LEGACY at YA Books Central.

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  • Nov. 13th, 2009 at 12:13 AM
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Isn’t this a beautiful cover?

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 7:59 PM

There is nothing I love more than a good book cover. Isn’t this a beauty?

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AASL Wrap up: A week late

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 10:57 PM
Let me just say how much I love school librarians! I had such an awesome time at AASL last week. Meeting and talking with people who love books and working with kids is such a privilege--and a total perk of being a children's book writer. Plus, I got to meet lots of the Debs ([info]debut2009 ) in person, and they are some talented people! Being part of such a huge conference is surreal.

Here are some highlights.

Part of the convention floor, aerial view:


Who's that in the Penguin booth with her books and wonky name tag?


On Friday, I signed in the Penguin booth after Laurie Halse Anderson--Laurie Halse Anderson! I was petrified that no one would show up. But I guess the allure of my argyle sweater was strong, and people actually lined up to have me sign ARCs of TOTAL TRAGEDY. Wheee!!!



We gave away every ARC that Penguin sent in 20 minutes! Wow!! Librarians told me how much the kids in their school enjoyed MODELS, which was amazing to hear. I still can't believe that this is my life.

After my signing, I had some time to walk around and check out the convention. Then it was time for the Author PitStop, which was a simultaneous multi-author signing all around the convention floor. I sat with picture book author Kristy Dempsey (who is so nice, BTW), and we signed books and chatted with librarians for nearly 2 hours.



I also had the fortune to spend lots of quality time with members of the Debs. We did a group signing Friday night, had dinner together, and several of us spent a portion of the night hanging out with other authors (including Maggie Stiefvater--who drew me a super-cool picture that I need to scan and post). Everyone was so nice and we had a blast getting to know one another in person! Check us out at the AASL conference bookstore:


(l-r: me, Jennifer Jabaley, Shani Petroff, Lauren Bjorkman, Carrie Ryan, Neesha Meminger, RJ Anderson). Debs also present but not pictured: Jenny Moss, Cynthea Liu, & Jackson Pearce. For more about the Debs (and a chance to win an entire library of our books for your library!), go to our blog.

I had a wonderful time meeting everyone and really, really enjoyed the experience of the conference. What a way to cap off my debut year!

perks of being a goddess

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 9:25 PM
1. getting to have dinner with David Lubar who is in Houston doing school visits.
2. getting free dinner.
3. being called a goddess.
4. enjoying great food and tastier company.

Really, what a great job I have.

Another day wasted

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 10:19 PM
I just got back from a mandatory meeting at work. As if I'm not there enough. Tonight I had to go back just a few hours after leaving and sit there while I could have been home watching The Office or 30 Rock. By the time I got home from my day shift and ate dinner it was time to head out again. I just got in about ten minutes ago and I have to work in the morning also.
After my day shift tomorrow, I'm off for the weekend so here's everything I need to get done.
-Finish my short story, send it out to be critiqued.
-Finish making comments on friend's short story.
-Finish scene for writing group, read others stuff for writing group and then go to writing group.
-Catch up on NaNoWriMo, if that's possible.
-Post once daily.
Simple enough, right?

Winter Blog Blast Tour 2009

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 6:59 PM
For the past two years, Colleen from Chasing Ray has organized series upon series of author interviews. These blog tours, hosted and posted at various blogs, have been dubbed the Summer Blog Blast Tour (SBBT for short) and Winter Blog Blast Tour (aka WBBT). Each event is one week long and involves a multitude of authors, bloggers, and readers.

I conducted five interviews for WBBT, one of which will posted here at Bildungsroman each weekday morning next week:

Monday, November 16th: Courtney Sheinmel
Tuesday, November 17th: Laurie Faria Stolarz
Wednesday, November 18th: Jacqui Robbins
Thursday, November 19th: Thomas Randall
Friday, November 20th: Joan Holub

Click here for the complete WBBT 2009 schedule. )

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Three things I'm happy about

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 9:25 PM
1. I just had dinner with the Goddess of YA Literature.

2. It was Tex/Mex.

3. She drove.

Thankful Thursday

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 6:56 PM
I am thankful that phones still do not come with live video feed. Well. Except Skype. But you don't have to Skype if you don't want to. Kind of like when it's your party and you can cry if you want to. Only way different.

Anyhow. I would hate to have to make sure my hair was combed and my face looked human for phone calls. I can pretend I look polished and glamourous when really my face is bright red from running and I am a pile of sweaty goo. Er not that it's like that this very minute...just sayin.

I am thankful for my little dog Meeko who is so cute and loves me so much without me having to do anything. Well. Except feed her. Walk/run her. Give her treats. Groom her on rare occasion. Clean up her poop. Well. So little for so much back. She really is a cutie with the most fun and loving personality of any dog I've ever known. I love having a little dog I can scoop up when I want to and who will come and crawl on my lap when she's in the mood for it. And she looks like a stuffie.


What made my day

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 8:33 PM
Getting emails from my BFFs two little girls! Well, not so little anymore at ages 9 and 7, I suppose. My friend set up supervised email accounts for them. They emailed me to ask me what I wanted for Christmas. I just about cried when I realized the little baby whose diapers I used to change was emailing me. Whoa. 

Sarah Goes Impossibly French

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 6:15 PM
So, I've been having the blues off and on lately and Tyler suggested I stop immersing myself with Brontes and all the stuff I usually love to read in my free time and try something lighter. I agreed it might help lift my mood if I learn to read light stuff as well. The thing is, I'm just not in to light reading. I like the meat. That's the fun stuff for me, but I knew he was right. I got on my Kindle and looked up books in the totally foreign-to-me section--"humor" and I found this funny little gem. I think it's called How to be Impossibly French.

It is a book written by a British journalist who emigrated to France with her family and it is really cute. I'm still in the middle of it, but it's a quick read. When I went to France two and a half years ago, I was amazed how utterly beautiful the women were. It wasn't just how they did their make up or hair or what clothes they wore, it was how they walked and how the held themselves, and somehow it all looked effortless and natural. This book is about that--the clothes, make up, aire of confidence and all those things that make a French woman French.

Here is a photo I took in the window of a hat shop near our hotel in Paris:


Yesterday I decided I was going to be French. I was going to make myself beautiful and go out and be beautiful--because that is what you do when you are French, according to this author. So I did. I made sure I was clean, had tastefully simple make up on, fixed my hair, and put on flattering clothes and cute shoes with the right accessories. I even bought new lip gloss to be extra French. Then I went out. All I could think to do was run errands because, well, I'm American and if we aren't working or doing something useful and practical, we don't know what to do with ourselves. So I did something practical and was beautiful while doing it.

At first it felt great. I even tried to take photos of me because I looked so good, but the camera was at my husband's office so you'll just have to use your imagination. I told myself I looked beautiful and walked the way I learned when I was in Paris. It felt good to just be confident and move confidently and gracefully. I did like the author of the book said and checked my make up often, and kept aware of my body. After about an hour or two, though, I got sick of me. A person has to constantly be thinking about themselves and their body, and what they look like, and how they are carrying themselves, and if their new lip gloss is just right. Sheesh! I'm not cut out for that kind of self-awareness.

According to the book, if I was being truly French, I'd have to scope out all the women I see and compare to see who is the most beautiful, and if she is prettier than me, I was supposed to hate her. I didn't do that part. That was too far for me. I would also have to scope out their husbands and see if I would consider having an affair with them. Don't worry, I didn't to that part either. That was kind of easy, though, because I mostly went to craft stores.

One thing I can take from the book is permission to love black. I adore wearing black. I wear it almost everyday--heck I'm wearing it right now. She talked about how French women like dressing in black and cream. I can do that--and I DO do that, and I went to the store today and bought even more of it. I am getting to be a better shopper all the time. I never knew how to buy clothes for myself, but this year, with my book deal, we have had a bit of extra for me to experiment with. I have begun to really learn my style, and my shopping is now more productive and I can find what works best faster and more affordably. I may actually be a stylish person one day. That part of me is turning French-er all the time.

Today, when I went clothes shopping, I thought I should try and be French again, but I just didn't have the energy, so I went to the store in a greasy ponytail, wearing a men's sweater I bought last year at Wal Mart. I did wear my best trousers and my favorite heels, because they make the sweater look almost cute (almost), and I bought some great black clothes and some very cute black accessories. I also remembered my make up and my new lip gloss, but I just didn't have the French pizzaz I had, until I got tired, yesterday. A person has to do it all the way or it doesn't work. A few elements just won't cut it.

For me, I'm not sure I would make a very good French woman for more than just looks. For one, I would have a hard time taking myself that seriously. I like to laugh and joke around and I don't often look around to compare myself to other women. I enjoy the company of other women and I don't care who is prettier or has more or who's husband is hotter. I probably wouldn't even notice. I'm happy with what I have. Besides, I have this thing were my feelings are always right on my face, just like a little kid. I can't hide anything. That is embarrassing to me sometimes because it is the opposite of suave and sophisticated, but that's just how I was made. I hope it's one of those traits that people find endearing rather than humiliating--I hope.

Here is a picture of me taking a photo of myself in a huge mirror at the Paris Opera House--a very unFrench thing to do, but I like it because, although it isn't sophisticated, it is a very Sarah thing to do.


One thing I love about the French beauty culture is how they treat aging. In America and in Britain, where the author is from, aging is something to be avoided and denied at all costs. We live in a cult-of-youth culture. We do Botox, plastic surgery and all that extreme stuff to pretend we aren't getting older because to us older means undesirable and unattractive. Well, in France, that is different. I saw so many older ladies, hunched over walkers and canes that were exquisitely beautiful and elegant women. The French believe that women are beautiful no matter their age. I sure hope this part of the culture stays just like it is. A French woman knows how to be a beautiful 20 year old, 50 year old and 80 year old. We could all take a lesson from that.

Well, that is all I have to say on the matter. I want to finish the book this weekend. It is a fun read. I'm going to have to try more fun reads. Maybe I will sit stylishly on my couch wearing black and cream, and lip gloss looking very chic with my new found humorous light reading material in hand. Tres Bien!

:)

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 8:15 PM
I am working on a new project.

I coincidentally started working on it right before 11/1 so I registered for Nanowrimo and entered my word counts minus the 7,000 I wrote before 11/1.

And tonight . . . I finished it! Well, the bare-bones first draft of it. I made lots and lots of notes of things I need to go back and fix and change and improve. And I am continuing to make notes.

But for the first time I am really happy with this story! I've been trying to make it work for years.

I have had so much fun writing this draft these past few weeks . . . looking forward to diving back in for revisions in a couple of days after letting it rest a bit.

Now all it needs is a title . . .

bork bork bork

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 8:07 PM
Did I tell you how excited I am for Thanksgiving?

I want to see my sisters. Wait. Let me correct that emphasis. I WANT TO SEE MY SISTERS! That's better. I also want to see my parents and my doggies and my friends and play The Sims 3.

Nevermind I will have my regular homework obligations to fulfill, as well as NaNoWriMo wordcounts.

It's going to be one heck of a weekend. Good thing I like road trips. I even like two 16 hour road trips in 5 days. We're leaving on Wednesday, coming back to Boston on Sunday. Back to class and work on Monday.

I also want to eat some torkey. Specifically, leftover torkey. Mmmmm hot browns. If you guys haven't had hot browns yet, you should probably give up on life. Or make some. I'll post the recipe sometime.


This entry was brought to you by the powers of procrastination. Deconstruction is hard. And by hard, I mean impossible. And by impossible, I mean, I should probably give up on life. And by that, I mean, I'm going home to eat hot browns and I'm not coming back.

[oh mom]

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 7:56 PM
When I told my mom about maybe getting my ears pierced she said, "But you're my only pure daughter!"

Nov. 12th, 2009

  • 6:24 PM
Now I'm getting paranoid about the Vegas trip because the universe is making it impossible for me to book it!

My parents gave me a $100 off travel coupon through Sam's Club. Did you know you could buy a vacation at Sam's Club? Apparently you can. As you may know, I boycot Wal-Mart, so I was reluctant to buy anything from Sam's. Then I realized how expensive this cheap weekend vacation was going to be, so I figured I could trade my morals for $100.

So I went on the website and did all the pricing (and discovered that it is CHEAPER to fly out Thursday night and stay four nights than it is to fly out on Friday morning and stay three nights). Then I entered the coupon code and it deducted...one dollar. One freaking dollar.

I held the coupon up close to my face and tried to find the tiny decimal point, but upon further investigation I discovered that you can't use the coupon codes online anymore. You have to call an 800 number. Okay, that's annoying, but I called the number. The conversation went something like this:

Woman: Thank you for calling Sam's Club. How can I help you?
Holly: Yeah, I'm trying to book a trip online and it won't let me use my coupon code.
Woman: Thank you for calling Sam's Club. How can I help you?
Holly: Hi. I'm trying to book this trip--
Woman: Hello, thank you for calling Sam's Club.
Holly: YOU CAN'T HEAR ME, CAN YOU?

I tried calling back and the same thing happened, so I went downstairs and spent five minutes trying to figure out how to plug in our land line. After all my phone issues were sorted out, I finally spoke to someone. And he told me that since the Sam's Club membership is in my father's name, he won't help me or tell me anything at all. Awesome! If I have my father call to book this trip for me, and they give him any trouble...well, they're going to be sorry. He is not nearly as pleasant as I am.

I suppose this is what I get for trying to give my money to Sam's Club.

A brief update

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 3:10 PM
My computer is broken, so I've been forced to use the DH's, which would be fine except for the fact that the "h" key on is computer is broken, thereby forcing me to use the character map to write this.

Anyhow, I have a couple of emails that I need to get back to people on - I'll try for tomorrow because trying to type without an "h" key is frustrating me to no end.

Sigh. I secretly think this is the universe's way to telling me to get off the computer, and because I know better than to argue with the universe, I'm now off to dabble with watercolours. Who knows, maybe I'll even summon up the courage to post the results of my dabbling!

The Agent debate - my two cents

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 6:09 PM

I was trolling Livejournal and came across links to this GalleyCat post where the question was presented as to whether literary agents would go the way of the Dodo bird in these newer, straight-to-Kindle publishing times. Let me be succinct – I do not agree that agents will become obsolete, but let’s look at the issue as a whole – and here’s where my succinctness ends, lol.

Is it possible to sell a book without an agent? YES. I know more than a few authors who sold their first book(s) while agent-less. So to those who say it’s not necessary to have an agent to get published – you’re right. I find it notable, however, that those authors I knew who sold their first book(s) while agent-less now have agents. Keeping the extra 15% to handle everything themselves wasn't worth it to them, even though they’d been on both sides of the agent fence. Some authors do want to handle everything themselves and will sacrifice a lot of their time to do so. More power to them, I say. The vast majority of authors, though, prefer to have someone else handle all the various different aspects of publishing that have nothing to do with writing (which is what I want to concentrate most of my work day on, personally).

Some of the comments in the GalleyCat post about agents becoming obsolete went like this (paraphrased): "Agents should be obsolete! I have an agent, but she doesn't return my phone calls, emails, or even remember me most of the time!" To that, I say the problem isn't with the agent profession as a whole, but rather between those authors and their individual agents.

Sometimes, writers will be hesitant to express their needs to their agent for fear of coming across as "pushy". This is a mistake. No single agenting style will be compatible for every writer - and just like in relationships, you don't always know what you need until you're in that relationship. Some writers only want their agents to negotiate contracts and that's it. Other writers want their agent to be active in their career far beyond just negotiating new contracts (I’m in that boat). Put together an agent/author with incompatible styles/needs and you end up with a scenario where unhappiness abounds.

In cases where an author is unhappy, a frank discussion about expectations needs to be held ASAP. If an author never expresses their unhappiness, the agent never has a chance to correct it. If, however, an author is clear about their needs/expectations and the agent still fails to meet them...then the author's choices are either to change their expectations to match that agent's style, or to leave. Neither of those choices are easy (or fun), but doing nothing while expecting things to change is a one-way trip to Frustration Land. Bottom line is that an author pays an agent for their services. If the author's miserable with those services and the agent is unwilling to change, then the author who stays anyway is actually paying someone to make them miserable (doesn’t sound very logical, does it? ;).

Granted, if the services an author wants fall more under the BFF category than a professional one, getting a new agent won’t fix that. If, for example, an author is frustrated that her agent isn't calling her back after she left a message telling said agent about the fight she had with her husband, or the cute thing her puppy just did...the issue isn't with the agent. It’s with the author’s misunderstanding of a business relationship. If an author is frequently calling/emailing/texting their agent about things that have nothing to do with his/her writing career, it’s no wonder the agent is perpetually unavailable.

If an author’s needs are business related and yet they’re still not being met, then it’s probably time for a change. It's not unusual for an author to change agents, either. I parted ways with my first agent last year. Now I'm with an agent whose style is compatible with my needs, which means I think she’s worth every cent of her 15% commission. Being unhappy with one agent doesn’t mean the entire industry is flawed. It means not every agent will be a good fit for every author, so it might be time to find an agent who is.

Agent necessity also depends on a writer's goals. If a writer just wants to be published, no preference regarding print or electronic format, distribution, advances, etc, then that writer probably has the same chance of success without an agent. If a writer is seeking to sell their book for a standard print advance (usually around 5K for a first book), or to sell to a publishing house that will distribute their book to stores nationwide, then an agent is frequently necessary. Most of the big, traditional NY publishing houses don't accept unagented manuscript submissions, so no agent = no chance to get published by them.

Yes, the digital world is growing and will open up more chances for writers, but again, goals matter in deciding which route to take. Writing full time was a goal of mine when I started out, so I went with the avenue I felt would best help me meet that goal (nothing is certain, of course, and goals don’t mean guarantees). I turned down an electronic pub offer and a small-press offer on my first novel to slog it out through the Query Trenches looking for an agent instead, all so I could go the traditional, NY-print-publisher route. It took much longer and was much harder, but it turned out I’d guessed correctly about that being the right avenue for me to achieve my full-time writing goal.

I’ll explain: all my books are sold in Kindle and just about every other electronic format, too. But when I get my royalty statements, my electronic sales combined account for only about 6-7% of my writing income (at triple the royalty rate I get for print books, no less!), and that’s only recently. When I was first published and no one had heard of me, my total electronic sales only accounted for about 2-3% of my writing income. I’m also not counting any foreign rights money in these stats, or the percentage of money received from e-book sales compared to money received from US and foreign-right print sales would be even smaller. Based on those percentages, even the highest ones, if I'd skipped the traditional agent/publisher route and went the digital one, I’d still be working a day job instead of writing full time – and even a crappy day writing is better than a good day at my old job :). Plus, if I still had to work full time, I wouldn't be able to write as many books. There are only so many hours in the day, after all.

In summary, I believe agents play a vital role in publishing and will continue to do so, even in this brave new digital era. The fact that the vast majority of published authors are agented - even mega-successful authors who could scribble a book idea on a napkin and still have editors throw money at them for it – seems to illustrate the point that an agent's value lies in more than making a sale or reading contracts.

You are a Writer!

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 10:54 PM
I've been thinking about the whole 'being a writer' thing. Partly because I just think about this stuff anyway, but mostly because I've been getting more and more emails and messages from people who want to write - maybe they even are writing - but they don't feel able to call themselves 'writers'. Almost as if there is a special club for Writers-with-a-capital-W... Writers.

Some people say: if you're not at a certain stage in the publication journey/process, or you don't have the right contacts, or if you don't meet conditions X, Y, Z, then you're not a 'real' writer.

I think this is wrong.

If you write, you are a writer.

If you are only just starting out, you are allowed to be a writer. You are entitled to try.

Even if you are just thinking about writing, that is totally okay. Having dreams is good and healthy. Of course if you want to (one day) be published, it would be good to start writing at some point in your life - but don't let anyone tell you that your dreams aren't valid or are worth less than someone else's.

Do you need someone to give you 'permission' to write? Who? Who - other than you - can give you permission to write? Only one person can make your dreams come true. You are in charge of whether or not you put pen-to-paper or fingers-to-keyboard. You certainly don't need me to tell you that it's okay for you to write, or that it's okay for you to want to write. Just so you know (in case there is any doubt) it's totally okay! ;)

Were you waiting for November 1st, for NaNoWriMo, but didn't join up after all? Or maybe you did join, but you've only written 457 words and we're already almost halfway through the month...

So what? Start anyway.

Start now.

You are a writer - so write.

Why it is such a good thing I am not famous

  • Nov. 12th, 2009 at 5:33 PM
Okay. Let me just say that I am super glad that I am not famous.
Here is why:

There are no paparazzi following me around.

If there were I would ALWAYS be on sites like THE SUPERFICIAL and GOODCELEBSDOAWKWARDTHINGS.COM (I made that one up) because I am SUCH a klutz.

Bella in Twilight has nothing on me. NOTHING!

Why?

Well, all in one day I:

1. Drove the MINI over a curb.

This is not my MINI unfortunately
2. Twisted my ankle and did that half fall-down thing when going into the post office.

3. Drove the MINI over the curb AGAIN!

Also not me or my MINI. Kelley (My MINI is red).
4. Set the microwave on fire.
There were blue flames and fire and now there is a GINORMOUS scorch mark in the microwave.

5. Wore two different shoes out in public.
Not my feet. Sorry.

Can you imagine if people were filming my life? They would totally think that I was:
1. Lindsay Lohan
2. Britney
3. Drunk

Sigh. I feel so badly for famous people. It's not just all those horrifying up-skirt shots, it's also just all the goofy faces and awkward moments and wardrobe malfunctions. I know some famous people don't mind and actually get off on that stuff, but I bet a lot more don't.

GOOD LUCK FAMOUS PEOPLE! I AM ROOTING FOR YOU!