As usual in those days of being shy, I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.
Then he said, “That may be best and the worst news you’ll ever get. It’s a terrible life.”
Even at the time I knew this said more about him than me, but for years I wrestled with those words as if they were an actual blessing or curse. I silently swore, a bit naively, as I was, that I could write and have a happy whole life, too.
I grew up to write and teach and encourage students who show a spark, but I’ve never walked through the rain with anyone and suggested they’re good writers but may want to turn around before stepping into the mire. But … would I have listened or remembered so well if my professor had just suggested I had something and didn’t pair that with a sense of being doomed? I was lucky in my choice of husband, blessed with a daughter, good dogs and a laptop, but certainly my writing life has had its share of rejection and stalling and disappointments. Maybe it was just as well to brace myself as well as hope.
Do any of you have benediction stories?
And my wish for your new year may be to enjoy the beauty of your work and withstand its hard days, too.
At Chicago O'Hare
Some of my winter and spring event organizers needed to put my flight cost into their budget before year end. So amid all the recent considerations of airport security, I've been making flight reservations for events as far away as next May.
Coming from Maine, I almost always have a connection to make. So I was interested to see this list on USA Today of airports that experience the most delays.
1. Chicago O'Hare
2. Newark
3. Miami
4. Dallas Fort Worth
5. NYC LaGuardia
6. Washington Dulles
7. San Francisco
8. Chicago Midway
9. NYC JFK
10. Atlanta
I've run full-speed through at least four of these airports, and I even spent the night once at Dulles. My personal favorite connection airports: Detroit, Charlotte, Cincinnati, and Washington Reagan.
In addition to some familiar airports, I'll see a few new ones this winter and next spring: Long Island, Buffalo, and Kansas City. In fact, I will have three hours to wait at the Kansas City airport, so if any of you live in that area and want to hang out in April, let me know. :-)
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2009 was a year of ups and downs, but looking back I had lots of wonderful moments. Here's one highlight from each month.
January: I went to Florida to keynote The Space Coast Writers' Guild conference and saw pelicans, manatees, orange trees, an armadillo, and Winn-Dixie grocery stores for the first time.
February: In New Jersey, I did fun school visits and played wii bowling with author Lisa Mullarkey's son.
March: I did my first-ever full week of school visits: seven great schools in Carmel, Indiana.
April: I keynoted my home SCBWI conference: New England Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators. I also gave a workshop with author Linda Urban, and my wonderful agent, Tracey Adams, came to hear me speak.
May: I met Derek Anderson, fabulous illustrator of HOT ROD HAMSTER, at a conference in Tennessee.
June: I went on two productive and fun writing retreats with friends.
July: Took my daughter with me on a speaking trip to Connecticut.
August: Using 26 pages of Mapquest directions, my daughter and I delivered over 1,000 books to 13 Maine elementary schools as part of the "Read with ME" program.
September: Rode in a limo to Dairy Queen at a "One Book One Community" read in Mattoon, Illinois.
October: In Ohio, my friend Kate and her husband took me to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and I accepted the Buckeye Award for RULES.
November: Attended Phil Hoose's National Book Award send-off party and was so pleased to hear he'd won!
December: Received my first hardcover copy of HOT ROD HAMSTER and my cover for TOUCH BLUE. Here's to a bright, peaceful, satisfying, and successful 2010 for everyone.
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Congratulations! Here comes a whole new year of bouncing book-babies!
If you are one of my LJ Friends or regular blog readers and you have a book with a publishing date in 2010, please comment and tell me the title and release date (or month/season if the precise date isn't set yet).
Don't be shy. You've worked hard for that book, and I'd like to help you celebrate it when it comes out.
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Hope your holidays were filled with treats,
Leftover lobster!
people who love you,
my daughter made this to go on the wall of my writing house (everything she wrote or drew has to do with TOUCH BLUE).
toys,
Thank you to my parents, Holly, and Liz for my son's new friends!
and peace.
Ahhhhhhh.
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You know those new Priority Shipping boxes at the post office? The ones where you pay a flat rate, no matter what's in the box? Well, I tested that out yesterday by filling the littlest size box with 3 lbs 4 oz of. . . .ROCKS!
Our art director at Scholastic is creating the cover for TOUCH BLUE, and there are some rocks in the foreground of the photo. The book is firmly set in Maine, but to be honest, the rocks didn't look convincing to me. They kindly agreed to rephotograph the rocks. And they took me up on my offer to send some actual beach stones from Maine.
I went through the basket of popplestones I have in my kitchen and found ones that were the right size (very small!). But I tend to bring home beautiful rocks, never the more ordinary ones that are around them. So I wanted some plainer beach stones to balance the beautiful ones and to give the art director more options to create contrast, etc. The book comes out in September, though. They need those rocks now.
So in between cooking and getting ready for our family party, my daughter and I drove to the ocean yesterday. The tide was not in my favor, but what can you do? Time and tide and post office hours wait for no man!
My daughter is such a good sport. It was freezing outside and we had about 3 feet of beach--because that's all you get within an hour of high tide--looking for rocks that were the right size and in a range of colors.
I'm afraid the art director may find a little sand in the box, too. Though we wiped the rocks, I couldn't bring myself to plunge my hand in that frigid ocean to wash them. And we wrapped a few stands of dried seaweed in the bubble wrap that filled the top of the box to keep the rocks from rolling around inside. She can just throw that away if she doesn't want it, but it was right there mixed in the rocks, so we sent it.
The "possible pile"
The kids in Maine will like the story of me mailing rocks to New York City, so we took some photos for my Maine Island visits next fall.
Have a great time in NYC, guys!
The postmaster didn't even raise an eyebrow when that package thumped POW! on his scale. :-)
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My husband is calling this our Fugitree as this year we decorated with Fugitiod toys that are just out, based on a comic he wrote and drew with Kevin Eastman long ago. Fugitoid has always been one of my favorite characters of theirs: a cute, sweet robot with a poignant back story. The tree was the idea of Emily, whose internship at a toy company was extended to a part-time job doing PR: she picked up some silver balls at Target to augment the glitter.
Now it’s a day of baking, with some writing and knitting by the tree. I showed Emily and Zach the first hat I ever knit. There was a stretched out “ohhhh” as the air wobbled with their trying to catch a balance between honesty and kindness. Then I took out my scarf, and they breathed in relief that truth and compassion weren't so spread apart: “THAT’S nice.” Okay the hat, which you may note is not pictured. I’m not claiming it as a thing of beauty, but it’s recognizable as something that goes on a head. And a reminder that we learn by our mistakes, even though, hey, I already remembered that. The hat marked the end knitting class, but as we left yesterday we said we hoped to see each other in what the yarn shop calls drop-ins, but I referred to as Knitting Rehab. Emily wants a Harry Potter scarf and I bought the yarn yesterday for her okay on Gryffindor colors.
Onward to baking, and slipping in writing during quiet moments. And reveling in having family around. (But why isn’t Liz in Massachusetts? And Ben and Kelly, we hope to see you and Ian soon!) Happy holidays to all my friends!
It's seriously sugary at my house. Yesterday, my daughter and I made sugar cookies. We have a funny tradition with those. A few years ago, my daughter decorated them in a way that they looked like they were from the movie, "Flashdance." So now we make "Flashdance Bears" every year in addition to the stars, angels, trees, etc.
"I'll make some bears, too," I told her yesterday. "Ones that we can. . . um."
"Admit to?" she asked, grinning.
"Yes, exactly!"
Tomorrow my sister, her family, and my parents are coming to my house for a Christmas Eve party. We always got together at my parents' house, but since they moved this year, we're shaking up our traditions. They're all coming to us in Maine.
We're having many of the foods that we've always had, but every year my mom made a Boston Cream Pie. I've never made one of those. So I was going to make pies and cookies.
But then yesterday, I was buying a present for my sister's pug, Pete (because Pete always buys Milo something! Pugs are thoughtful that way). . .and I saw this.
It won't be Mom's. But today, I'm going to bake my first Our Family's Christmas Eve Boston Cream Pie. Wish me luck :-) And Stonewall Kitchen, don't you dare let me down! Did you know that Boston Cream Pie is the official dessert for the Commonwealth of Massachusetts? I don't think Maine has an official dessert (Do we?). If we did, it might be blueberry pie.
But if I were in charge of the Maine State Dessert committee, I'd be lobbying for what my best friend from high school mailed us yesterday.

( Let's OPEN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! )
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Make sure your children are asleep. (They are bound to wake up as soon as you complete the list so don't have high expectations.)
Let the dog out.
Let the dog in.
Feed the dog
Get dressed in your comfy creative clothes: Overalls (Mine are paint spattered with so many holes that one leg is almost severed.)
Comfy socks. (These are the ones I got for Chanukah.)
Something to hold your hair back (if you have hair). I like the Rosie the Riveter bandana look.

And you'll need an apron.

Check your email.
Check your friend's blogs.
Uh. Oh. What did I tell you? Now the kids are up and wanting breakfast. Maybe I'll create something tomorrow.
"Book Review Wednesday" returns on January 6th! Happy Holidays.
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Congratulations! It's a bouncing book-baby! Name: Magic Under Glass
Date of Birth: December 22, 2009
Weight: 240 pages
Proud Parent: Jaclyn Dolamore (
Godparents: Bloomsbury USA Children's Books
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Just a few days ago the Smithsonian Magazine put out an annual list called the Smithsonian Notable Books for Children 2009. Here’s how they described their list last year: “… at Smithsonian Magazine, we’re reviving a tradition: our annual selection of outstanding books for children, a compendium of surprising, inspiring titles—everything from picture books and novels to memoirs—for youngsters and the grownups who read to, and with, them.”
For the 2009 list, they said, “This year’s titles range across cultures, into the past and toward the future. Their creators have relied on humor to touch our hearts; documentary accounts to bring history alive; biography to convey the true meaning of courage; poetic language to demonstrate the power of the written word—and the artist’s brush or camera to create ravishing illustrations.”
We were excited to see Yellowstone Moran included on the 2009 list!
And here’s what they said about Yellowstone Moran: “In 1871, a young artist joined an expedition of scientists setting out to explore the West. The monumental canvasses based on his travels would become iconic images that are now part of our nation’s heritage.”
Originally published at Adventures at Wilder Farm. You can comment here or there.
This young girl has a brother with autism and she came to NCTE with her mom a couple years ago, because she wanted to meet me. She told me she didn't think she'd get a chance to talk to me so she passed me the envelope that's on the table in front of us. I asked her if she'd like a photo of us together, and she said yes. So I had her sit in my chair and I let my whole signing line wait. This child is a middle grade reader to me: funny, thoughtful, willing to risk, aware and troubled by the unfairness of the world, but still hopeful--a believer. I still have her beautiful letter.
Yesterday in between talking to my lovely editor, doing yet another run to the Post Office, and wrapping presents, I did an interview with Valerie at Something to Write About. On Valerie's book blog, she takes on a different genre every month and for December, she's featuring middle grade fiction. Here's a preview of what we talked about:
Why Middle Grade Fiction?
Me: I remember being 8-12 years old. It's a hopeful time of big plans and imagination, but it's also when a child begins to look outward and see the world's flaws and challenges. As a writer, I love the humor of that age, the sensitivity, and the belief in a million possibilities.
What is one thing people often misunderstand about middle grade fiction?
Me: I think people lump it together with YA too quickly. Middle-grade has a very different sensibility than YA.
If you could give one piece of advice to aspiring middle grade fiction writers, what would it be?
Me: I actually did a survey with middle-grade readers about books awhile ago. One of the cloze statements I asked children to answer was:
I give up on a book when __________.
It was very interesting to me that the vast majority of kids' answers fell into three categories: pacing ("The book is taking forever!"), action ("Not much is happening"), and clarity ("I didn't understand what was happening"). Those were the primary reasons kids told me they stopped reading a book.
So as a middle-grade writer, I always seek to improve in my skills in conflict, pacing, and clarity.
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And for my own blog readers. . .I did that survey for a SCBWI workshop I gave called "Marvelous Middle Grade.," I don't plan to give that workshop again. So if you'd like a peek at my slides and a sample of the answers kids gave to my questions, here they are on SlideShare. In the talk, I expounded on every one of these ideas, but the kids' quotes are definitely worth reading if you write middle grade or if you are choosing middle grade books for your students.
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- Location:United States, Maine, Bath
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Milo and Julia, photo by Julia
My daughter's home! I haven't even seen her yet because she came in so late and she's not awake yet.
We had planned to drive down to get her today, but with the snowstorm coming, we had to change our minds. My husband started off for Massachusetts yesterday late afternoon, and they didn't get home until early this morning.
They beat the snow, and she left me a note on my desk. The note ends: "Milo went nuts. He could barely walk straight, his tail was wagging so hard." No wonder he's so tired this morning! The middle of the night is not usually very exciting at my house.
I am used to her being away at school now. But when she's home, I feel the difference in every room, around every corner. There's no feeling quite like a full house.
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It was nice to take this trip while my mind was between projects. I have a new book brewing, but the major research for that particular project won't begin until February. And so I had the luxury of time to think and read and watch and wonder about anything at all while traveling. I wondered about all the creatures pictured above, each native to the Florida Everglades, but I found myself especially drawn to stories of non-native species: Burmese pythons and Brazilian pepper plants and the like. Now, back home, I find myself pulling books and articles that I've collected over the years and realizing that this is a topic that has interested me for quite a while ... and not for the reasons one might think. And so I am reading and wrapping and researching and decorating all in equal measure. I love this part of my work, thinking and exploring without obligation, without deadlines, purely because a topic interests me.
Happy Friday!
Bailey Island, Maine. Photo by my husband, John
I had a great meeting last night with my critique partners, Toni Buzzeo and Terry Farish. We usually meet once a month, but we had our last meeting in September because of H1N1, travel schedules, and family things. I've missed T & T, and it felt right to be back together.
I had submitted a picture book manuscript to the group back in October, and we finally had the chance to go over it. T & T had very nice things to say about it. They are both former children's librarians and they immediately started talking about how they would've used the book. It's another story that includes an interactive element for the reader.
The market for picture books is not good, but even so, it was a good learning experience to have written it and gotten feedback from two veteran picture book authors. And the picture book market won't be down forever, right?
Toni said something that I've been thinking about. She said there are narrative picture book writers and conceptual picture book writers, and my mind works in the latter direction. It was a relief to hear that. When I imagine a new picture book, the story is secondary to the concept. I've been thinking of that as a flaw.
But maybe it's simply me.
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The holidays make me a little crazy. So when my husband first suggested the family join him on a business trip to Florida in December, I told him he was a kook. Who would get the tree? Who would cross items off the shopping list? Who would write the holiday letter and select a photo for the card and print the cards and buy the stamps and address the envelopes? Who would order the lamb, prepare the sweet potato biscuits, and bake the cookies? Who would wrap the gifts and layer them around the tree? Who? Who? Who?
The answer, of course, was that no one would do these things if we went away. And it would be okay.
Now we are back from our surprise winter trip, and my husband was right. None of those things are done yet … and it will be okay.
What's more, I came home with intense feelings of gladness, thanks to a few days in the Everglades. I’d now like to give everyone I know—and everyone I don’t know, too—the gift of a day kayaking through the swamps of the Big Cypress National Preserve. Our journey through red mangrove tunnels (pictured above) was one of the most peaceful and joyful experiences of my life. Oh, how I wish I could wrap that up and put it under the tree.
(Not my tree, of course, because I don't have one yet. But I would put it under your holiday tree if I could!)

Oh noooo!

Oh look what I bought at Target!!! I've already mailed out my holiday cards, but I couldn't resist these.