So Andrew is reading the Vladimir Tod by Heather Brewer (he likes vampires of the non-sparkly variety).
He finished Ninth Grade Slays last night and was paging through Tenth Grade Bleeds this morning before he tucked it into his binder. He looked up at me and said:
“These books are written in third person point of view, but it feels like first.”
Ah, the observations that make a writing mother’s heart flutter.
Filed under Kids, Writing
Yes, we had our green belt exam yesterday. And since we’re all now wearing green belts, it appears as though we passed. You’ll note Kyra looks less than enthused. The exam was tiring and all she wanted to do was go home. I look a little dazed. Andrew, I think, is contemplating sparring (which he gets to do now that he’s a green belt).
I’m glad the only item on the agenda today is a play with my mom. And a little writing. And some laundry. Okay, so that’s more than one thing on the agenda. I’m going to quit now, before I add even more items.
Yes, we’re pulling on our walking shoes and doing the Animal Humane Society Walk for Animals again this year.
Our goal is to raise $500.oo. We’re a little less than halfway there. Sadly, we are not fundraising machines here at Chez Tahmaseb. But we try.
If you’d like to donate to the Animal Humane Society (tax deductible, too!), just click through on the link below. That will take you to our team page, Team Oreo.
Animal Humane Society
And naturally, I can’t ask you to donate without providing at least one gratuitous cat picture, so here it is, our team’s namesake:
Life among the throw pillows is rough
Look what I found today! A terrific interview with 2009 Deb Carrie Ryan. She talks about writing what you love and, of course, zombies.
Courtesy of Lara Zielin, one of the fantabulous 2009 Debs, comes this video:
While I haven’t knocked on anyone’s door … yet, I’ve been known to sing the praises of “The Donald” more than once. Okay. A lot. All the time. Actually, I probably need a 12-step program, the one where I promise not to annoy my writing friends.
But, but, but … their (writing) lives would be much more fulfilling if only they listened to Donald Maass. Try the gateway drug Writing the Breakout Novel Workbook. Just one exercise. Or two! How could it hurt? It’s an exercise, silly, not a way of life.
That comes later.
And look, he’s going to be in Madison, WI in November! I may have to make a pilgrimage.
Seriously. I used Writing the Breakout Novel Workbook extensively with Geek Girl. But you know, writing craft books are just like any other book–they work for some people and not for others. For me, voice and tone go a long way in whether I simply enjoy a writing craft book.
But, yeah. I’ll try to stop curb the proselytizing.
I’m always fascinated by how other writing partners work. I wonder if it’s like being a twin–you have a connection with someone most people don’t have.
So naturally, I loved every minute of this interview. I don’t think the process Darcy and I go through is quite as bloody. But we do trade scenes back and forth, and write over each other, and we do have sentences where I’ve probably written two words and she’s written three (and vice versa).
And we do talk about the characters as if they’re real people. (You mean they’re not? Oh.) We’ve been know to spend copious amounts of time shopping for the perfect prom/homecoming dress/shoes etc. for them.
And … we’re doing a lot of that right now, which is why the blog content has been a little thin.
And I, for one, plan to welcome our new, laundry-folding robot overlords.
Sending you over to John Scalzi’s site and Susan Beth Pfeffer’s “big idea” post.
I ❤ Susan Beth Pfeffer. She was a mainstay of my YA reading when I was actually in that demographic. Two of my favorites were Marly the Kid and Starring Peter and Leigh. In fact, I read them so many times, I can still quote lines of dialogue and name significant plot points (and seriously, I wish she’d written a sequel where Marly does join the cheerleading squad like she–Marly–threatened to).
Susan Beth Pfeffer’s career is long, varied, and impressive. The story behind the three books Life As We Knew It, The Dead and the Gone, and This World We Live In is pretty incredible (and pretty funny).
I do this every year. Every. Single. Year. I hide an egg right here:
And every single year, it’s one of the last eggs that the kids find. This year? Andrew was at the mantelpiece–the egg not three inches away from his nose–going through the stacking dolls as if I could’ve hidden an egg in there. And I stood there and repeated, “Your nose, right in front of your nose. Your nose.”
Eventually he got it.
“To see what is in front of one’s nose needs a constant struggle”
— George Orwell
The weather is brilliant here. Usually it’s raining/snowing and freezing. And since Miss B had the extremely nutritious breakfast of chocolate bunny, I think maybe I’ll take the kids outside for some vitamin D. Plus, we need to get into walking shape for the Walk for Animals this year.
Hope the weather is as nice where you are. Happy Spring, everyone!
So last night, about 5:45, I’d been home about five minutes or so. Here’s what was going on:
- I was on the computer, trying to order pizza* online, while fielding “suggestions” from the kids.
- The dog was leaping about, wanting to go outside.
- The cat wanted her food.
- Other noisy things.
The phone rang. Andrew picked it up without answering it. He said, “Mom, this Birmingham number’s been calling all day long.”
He thought it might be one of our relatives from down south trying out a new cell phone. Why he thought this and didn’t answer the phone is one of those mysteries forever locked in the mind of a thirteen-year-old boy.
So. I’m not sure what to expect when I answer the phone. It turns out to be the contest coordinator from the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence contest. And yeah, I wondered: Why is she calling me? They already announced the finalists.
Turns out, this is why:
Yeah, Geek Girl won the young adult category. I know. I can barely believe it either. But what a great way to start out a long weekend.
* We went with half pepperoni, half sausage and mushroom and some cheesy bread.