From twentieth century American writer, Paul O'Neil:
"Always grab the reader by the throat in the first paragraph, sink your thumbs into his windpipe in the second, and hold him against the wall until the tag line."
I first heard this when Bruce Coville gave a speech to our SCBWI conference and I credited this quote to him until he pointed out that he was quoting Paul O'Neil. Oooops!
What's the 'tag line?"
GOOGLE only gives information about its use in advertising, but one definition I found says it's the conclusion of the action. Hmmm. The conclusion of the scene? Or the conclusion of the book?
Take your pick.
Monday, April 23, 2018
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
What courses do you need to be a writer.
Almost every year I'm invited to a Career Day at a nearby school.
One of the questions they have to ask each professional there is -- what education do you need for your job?
I always say, Train for something that interests you. Keep your day job and write in your spare (HA!) time.
For example, many great writers of science fiction actually work with physics or chemistry in their day job.
Writers Write.
Writers can't NOT write!
One of the questions they have to ask each professional there is -- what education do you need for your job?
I always say, Train for something that interests you. Keep your day job and write in your spare (HA!) time.
For example, many great writers of science fiction actually work with physics or chemistry in their day job.
Writers Write.
Writers can't NOT write!
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Laura Purdie Salas and creative nonfiction and fascinating facts and
Laura Purdie Salas wrote an interesting take about how writing nonfiction is often a creative process on the Celebrate Science blog today.
I agree with Laura the robots don't write our books. That would be boring.
I remember one day when I was giving a talk at a school about writing nonfiction when one upset student jumped up and shouted, "How can you write stuff like that. Nonfiction is boring!"
That stopped me cold. My immediate response was, "Well. If it's boring, I can't write about it. I ONLY WRITE ABOUT THE INTERESTING STUFF."
Think about it. The Interesting stuff.
It got so that I included this bit in every talk I gave from then on.
I look for the FASCINATING FACTS.
Where we differ from creative fiction writers is that nobody is desperately waiting for the next book by that famous author... (whoever) People are looking for a certain subject, If they're lucky, they find one by a good author who is passionate about the subject, which makes the reader excited about the subject.
Librarians, on the other hand, when they discover a writer who can present nonfiction in interesting ways will always look for other books by that same author, no matter the subject, and will purchase them for their library system instead of books by less talented writers. (and publishers get a reputation among librarians when they consistently publish either dull or fascinating books.)
I agree with Laura the robots don't write our books. That would be boring.
I remember one day when I was giving a talk at a school about writing nonfiction when one upset student jumped up and shouted, "How can you write stuff like that. Nonfiction is boring!"
That stopped me cold. My immediate response was, "Well. If it's boring, I can't write about it. I ONLY WRITE ABOUT THE INTERESTING STUFF."
Think about it. The Interesting stuff.
It got so that I included this bit in every talk I gave from then on.
I look for the FASCINATING FACTS.
Where we differ from creative fiction writers is that nobody is desperately waiting for the next book by that famous author... (whoever) People are looking for a certain subject, If they're lucky, they find one by a good author who is passionate about the subject, which makes the reader excited about the subject.
Librarians, on the other hand, when they discover a writer who can present nonfiction in interesting ways will always look for other books by that same author, no matter the subject, and will purchase them for their library system instead of books by less talented writers. (and publishers get a reputation among librarians when they consistently publish either dull or fascinating books.)
Saturday, April 7, 2018
Serendipity
It's amazing the people and events you discover when you are researching a book, especially biographies.
I call it serendipity:
When I was writing about the Wright brothers, I got connected to
1) the Wright brothers' paper boy,
2) the nephew of a man who was one of the boys who SAW the first flights,
3) another person who pointed out that the actual house the brothers had grown up in and first lived in as adults had been moved to a northern midwest display of old houses. (Wisconsin? Michigan?)
and 4) was driven around Dayton, Ohio by a fellow writer to visit Wright brothers' sites, including a stop at the mansion where Orville Wright lived and died.
And this was with just one of my biographies. For each of them, people came out of the woodwork, or showed up on the Internet, or knew somebody who knew somebody - to help me tell my subjects story.
AMAZING.
Oh, about those boys who 'saw' the first flight? Actually not exactly true. It turned out that he and a few friends were peering over one of the sand dunes overlooking the Wright brothers' campsite at what later became the town of Kill Devil Hills. (yes, they often stayed at a boarding house in Kitty Hawk before setting up camp by the Dunes.) The boys had never ever heard a gasoline engine before. (this was before cars were common - only cows and horses on the Outer Banks at that time) So -- when the brothers started up the engine on The Flyer, popping and sputtering, the boys were so scared of the noise that they ran like hell. (away)
And that's why I didn't take the next step to interview his uncle, since he didn't actually see it happen.
I call it serendipity:
When I was writing about the Wright brothers, I got connected to
1) the Wright brothers' paper boy,
2) the nephew of a man who was one of the boys who SAW the first flights,
3) another person who pointed out that the actual house the brothers had grown up in and first lived in as adults had been moved to a northern midwest display of old houses. (Wisconsin? Michigan?)
and 4) was driven around Dayton, Ohio by a fellow writer to visit Wright brothers' sites, including a stop at the mansion where Orville Wright lived and died.
And this was with just one of my biographies. For each of them, people came out of the woodwork, or showed up on the Internet, or knew somebody who knew somebody - to help me tell my subjects story.
AMAZING.
Oh, about those boys who 'saw' the first flight? Actually not exactly true. It turned out that he and a few friends were peering over one of the sand dunes overlooking the Wright brothers' campsite at what later became the town of Kill Devil Hills. (yes, they often stayed at a boarding house in Kitty Hawk before setting up camp by the Dunes.) The boys had never ever heard a gasoline engine before. (this was before cars were common - only cows and horses on the Outer Banks at that time) So -- when the brothers started up the engine on The Flyer, popping and sputtering, the boys were so scared of the noise that they ran like hell. (away)
Wednesday, April 4, 2018
Nonfiction Monday - on Wednesday today
Understanding—and Teaching—the Five Kinds of Nonfiction
Melissa Stewart has another marvelous article about the different types of nonfiction available to children, in school and out, today. In School Library Journal magazine.
Click on over to read it in entirety.
Monday, March 26, 2018
Buying a bureau causes disruption.
Quite a disruption around our house this weekend. The teen, now that she has a job and is RICH, decided she wanted to replace her bureau (a 100 year old maple highboy) (still very sturdy) with something new, something larger, something Not Brown. So off to IKEA we went.
(Actually, what she said was that she needed something to put a new fish tank on. Something small, like a bedside table.)
I shopped in Costco while she searched IKEA.
She found what she wanted, so I drove back to IKEA to see. After much discussion (but you went to IKEA to get a bedside table to hold a fish tank and now you want a bureau, instead?), she decided which one she wanted.
So -- we did what those who go to IKEA do, we went downstairs to find the box(s) of bureau parts. But all we found were empty boxes in the bin which should have contained the parts. So, off she went to get help. The helpful lady found the last 3 boxes containing all the parts for her pretty white bureau -- but one part was damaged.
So -- off we, and the lady, went to the land of replacement parts. Where she not only talked the replacement parts man into replacing the damaged part with something he had on hand, but talked him into giving her a Reduced Price.
SCORE!
Once home with the 3 heavy boxes (which she loaded into the car by herself!!!), she and a girlfriend began putting it together.
But wait. What to do about the now unwanted maple bureau?
After much discussion, (yah, you've heard this before. It means she talked me into...) it was decided (by her) that they'd move a small, four cube IKEA bookcase from my bedroom into the living room to hold children's games and they'd move the maple bureau into my room. "Look Grandma - it looked hideous in my room, but looks great in Your room." (actually, she's right, it does.)
So -- the new bureau is almost put together (will be completed today, or tomorrow) and I now have more storage space in my room.
SCORE for both of us.
And how was your weekend?
(Actually, what she said was that she needed something to put a new fish tank on. Something small, like a bedside table.)
I shopped in Costco while she searched IKEA.
She found what she wanted, so I drove back to IKEA to see. After much discussion (but you went to IKEA to get a bedside table to hold a fish tank and now you want a bureau, instead?), she decided which one she wanted.
So -- we did what those who go to IKEA do, we went downstairs to find the box(s) of bureau parts. But all we found were empty boxes in the bin which should have contained the parts. So, off she went to get help. The helpful lady found the last 3 boxes containing all the parts for her pretty white bureau -- but one part was damaged.
So -- off we, and the lady, went to the land of replacement parts. Where she not only talked the replacement parts man into replacing the damaged part with something he had on hand, but talked him into giving her a Reduced Price.
SCORE!
Once home with the 3 heavy boxes (which she loaded into the car by herself!!!), she and a girlfriend began putting it together.
But wait. What to do about the now unwanted maple bureau?
After much discussion, (yah, you've heard this before. It means she talked me into...) it was decided (by her) that they'd move a small, four cube IKEA bookcase from my bedroom into the living room to hold children's games and they'd move the maple bureau into my room. "Look Grandma - it looked hideous in my room, but looks great in Your room." (actually, she's right, it does.)
So -- the new bureau is almost put together (will be completed today, or tomorrow) and I now have more storage space in my room.
SCORE for both of us.
And how was your weekend?
Thursday, March 8, 2018
Should an author come to your school for free?
This was just posted today by author, Martha Brockenbrough: (click on through to find out more about her)
Please stop asking us to work for free. Please stop saying, “It’s for the kids.”
If you work at a library or a school, every professional who walks through those doors is paid. You wouldn’t call a plumber and say, “Unclogging this toilet is for the kids.” It is, of course. So are the lightbulbs. The napkins. And so on.
Most writers don’t make a living wage. Most have day jobs. Many supplement their income with school visits and the like. We don’t have paid leave from our jobs. The time we spend on this comes directly from the time we have to create.
(for example - I worked 30 years as a children's librarian in a public library system and took vacation time to research and write my books and also spent more of my allotted vacation time to do school visits. I very seldom actually took vacation. I was literally working two jobs.)
So when you are manipulating people’s emotions to get this for free, you are taking time from someone who already makes less than minimum wage. You are also taking opportunities from someone struggling to get by.
It’s crappy that schools and libraries are underfunded. Let’s not further undermine the professionalism of people writing and illustrating for them.
Oh, and writers: You don’t have to say yes to these gigs. People who aren’t paying you also do not value your time and are likely to be ill-prepared to make the most of this—something I say from unfortunate personal experience.
Please stop asking us to work for free. Please stop saying, “It’s for the kids.”
If you work at a library or a school, every professional who walks through those doors is paid. You wouldn’t call a plumber and say, “Unclogging this toilet is for the kids.” It is, of course. So are the lightbulbs. The napkins. And so on.
Most writers don’t make a living wage. Most have day jobs. Many supplement their income with school visits and the like. We don’t have paid leave from our jobs. The time we spend on this comes directly from the time we have to create.
(for example - I worked 30 years as a children's librarian in a public library system and took vacation time to research and write my books and also spent more of my allotted vacation time to do school visits. I very seldom actually took vacation. I was literally working two jobs.)
So when you are manipulating people’s emotions to get this for free, you are taking time from someone who already makes less than minimum wage. You are also taking opportunities from someone struggling to get by.
It’s crappy that schools and libraries are underfunded. Let’s not further undermine the professionalism of people writing and illustrating for them.
Oh, and writers: You don’t have to say yes to these gigs. People who aren’t paying you also do not value your time and are likely to be ill-prepared to make the most of this—something I say from unfortunate personal experience.
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