Includes the file + bonus layered file.
It's a look at what I've learned over the years working in Photoshop, just some of my basic process.
The first 10 buyers will get a free download of the eBook edition of Menagerie.
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Re-posted with permission from Desiree Glaze of WeeShare:
I love bread. In fact, my entire family enjoys eating bread. Did you know that this is National Bread Month? I am pretty sure this calls for a celebration– let’s all go eat some bread!
The great thing about bread is that it and other grain foods actually provide many essential nutrients our bodies need to stay healthy and help fight diseases such as heart disease, diabetes, some cancers and birth defects. I try to choose breads and even cereals that use whole grains, as whole grains are a great source of complex carbs and fiber and they are naturally low in fat. Enriched grains are a great option as well because not only do they contain complex carbs, but they are also one of the major sources for iron and folic acid in our diets.
The key to maximizing your health and your energy is to take a look at everything that is on your plate. Balance is essential. The Dietary Guidelines for Americans recommend eating six one ounce servings of grain foods each day. This can come in the form of buns, sandwich bread, tortillas, bagels, crackers, and a variety of other grain foods.
One really easy way to incorporate grains into your diet is with a sandwich. You can add some meat, fresh veggies, and cheese, and suddenly you’ve got an entree that is packed with ingredients from many of the food groups!
2012 actually marks the 250th Anniversary of the Sandwich! America’s love affair with the sandwich dates back to England in 1762 when Sir John Montagu, the 4th Earl of Sandwich, didn’t want to put his cards down in the midst of a marathon game of poker, so requested his meat be served to him between two slices of bread. A fabulous new “food form” was born – and our passion for sandwiches continues to this day. With Americans consuming over a billion sandwiches a year – for breakfast, lunch and dinner – sandwiches may in fact be our most popular national dish.Why does it seems that we love sandwiches so much? Well…
- Sandwiches are one of the easiest, most versatile and convenient ways to make a healthy meal for individuals or families.
- Bread is the most important ingredient in making a healthy and delicious sandwich; it is the foundation of a great meal any time of day.
- The complex carbohydrates in bread and other grain-based foods provide lasting energy the human body needs on a daily basis.
Sandwiches are definitely a part of my family’s life. Growing up, I remember frequently taking peanut butter sandwiches in my lunch to school. Now, I highly prefer a BLT. I know that some people like mayo on their BLT’s, but I stick with lightly toasted bread, crispy bacon, tomato {preferably with a touch of salt}, and some iceberg lettuce. My little vegetarian daughter prefers her sandwiches with bread and a slice of Muenster cheese. My husband likes to pile his up with a variety of meats and cheeses as well as tomato, lettuce, and a variety of other toppings.
We eat sandwiches whenever we’re spending the day outdoors hiking, kayaking, or at the park. Nothing beats a family picnic in the beautiful sunshine. We’ve also been known to enjoy sandwiches at home for lunch or even as a light dinner. Sandwiches truly are versatile.Since it’s National Bread Month and the 250th Anniversary of the Sandwich, the Grain Foods Foundation has teamed up with celebrity chef Bryan Voltaggio to share four exclusive sandwich recipes.
Chef Voltaggio has been around food virtually his entire life. He grew up in an agricultural community where he tended the garden and baled hay right alongside his family. After attending the Culinary Institute of America, Chef Voltaggio worked alongside many other famous chefs both here and abroad. Now, he is getting ready to open his third restaurant, which will be located in Washington DC.
You can view all four recipes that Chef Voltaggio created for the Grain Foods Foundation by visiting their website. However, I wanted to highlight one of them– the Avocado CLT. Just looking at this sandwich makes my mouth water. Perhaps that’s what I get for viewing recipes when I’m hungry! This sandwich features whole grain bread as well as tasty ingredients like avocado, cucumber and tomato. There are also directions to whip up a goat cheese mousse and spread to use on the sandwich.So, this month as we all celebrate National Bread Month and the 250th Anniversary of the Sandwich, I’d love to know… what’s YOUR favorite sandwich to eat?
Disclosure: I wrote this review while participating in a blog tour for Mom Central Consulting on behalf of the Grain Foods Foundation. I received a promotional item to thank me for taking the time to participate.
Flashlight Press responds: Carla would make these recipes and eat the results. They’re all favorites!
So Fadenrot has more merchandise available with my images printed on them here!
These are so adorable :)
Today's the last day to sign up for PiBoIdMo 2012! Whats that strange word? It's a month-long challenge to come up with a picture book idea each day, all through November. Head over to www.taralazar.com to join the challenge, the deadline was slightly extended because of Sandy. Even if you don't sign up, there will be (and already are) great info and interviews to inspire your picture books writing.
Care of the fabulous Molly Idle. Wherein I expound on questions about the creative process, style, and the five words that describe me best.
Read the whole shebang here. The word here, that is. Just in case you thought it was here on this blog somewhere, which it's not. It's here.
To lure you in, here's a new image from a new title spoken about therein. And when the book comes out, there'll be 34 more where that came from...
This was a fun job to work on. But then, they ALL are! I went light on the pen line on this.
For Click magazine. (c) Carus
Howdy! Jessica Lee Anderson checking in here to announce that our newest Featured Sweetheart is the lovely Angela Hall! What a joy to visit her amazing library at Westwood High School and to spend time getting to know her! I can't wait for you to get to know her, too! Please welcome Angela Hall!!!
PRETTIEST DOLL is three weeks in the life of Liv Tatum, who is 13 years old and already a veteran of the beauty-pageant circuit. Though she's as pretty and successful as can be on the outside, on the inside Liv is struggling to cope with the death of her father, the demands of her mother, her pageant coach's insistent criticism, and her own ambivalence about her looks.
I failed to report yesterday because it was a pretty busy day. I went to a planning meeting for an awesome SCBWI illustrators conference we are going to have in the Salt Lake area in February. More details to come soon! I also finished a sketch for a project I have been working on for a while. Today I have already read a couple pages from Framed Ink and The Imagineering workout. I also did this very quick composition and color study- in pencil and watercolor- again from the beginning of the movie Enchanted. I love this dynamic overhead view over the garden. I failed to draw the two figures on the path which would have helped with the scale change in the composition. Oops! I also discovered with delight that they used a triad color scheme, my favorite- orange, purple an green. What a great learning experience I just had and in just a few minutes!
Some of the great things about getting my cat poetry book published — after failing to get my cat coffee table book (pictured to the left) published, my cat fitness book published, and my cat YA vampire book to be accepted by my printer — are all the perks that go with being an author. [...]
Nice colorful, minimal work from http://www.nathangodding.com/#mce_temp_url#, a San Francisco-based designer. I love his typographic work and the playfulness of his layouts.
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“The kittens pawed the Superheroes and shredded their tights.
The kittens licked the butter.”
Giveaway ends November 10, 2012.
See the giveaway details at Goodreads.
I am working on a series proposal and have been asked for a list of characters. Wow, what a lot you can learn from a list.
What characters have you inadvertently omitted?
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Still charging around, sorting the house out. No luck with the roof yet. The repair guys turned up, but the rain had already started. The poor lads were slipping all over the place and had to come down. On the bright side, we should have the emergency sump pump installed by this afternoon.
Elsewhere on the good news front, literary agent turned author, Nathan Bransford, was kind enough to feature my post, 10 Marketing Techniques That Annoy Potential Readers, on his excellent blog today.
Every year, I plan to join the NaNoWriMo thing (you know, where you write 50k words in a month). It's so ideally suited for the middle-grade writer, since that's the length (roughly) of a MG manuscript.
I am sitting in the living room in early evening, reading Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami. Maggie, my 6th-grader, is doing handstands not five feet away — because that is what Maggie does these days, continual handstands. Every day, all day.
Maggie: “When I’m 18, I want to get a tattoo of a cat on my stomach.”
Dad: “Oh?”
Maggie: “Yeah, except I want my belly button to be the cat’s butt.”
Dad: “Is that so?”
Maggie: “Wait, I’ll draw you a picture!”
And she does.
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So proud to see "Following Grandfather" (Rosemary Wells) and "Tugg and Teeny: That's What Friends Are For" ( J. Patrick Lewis ) on the list of nominees for the Easy Reader/Early Chapter Book category of the 2012 Cybils Award! There are so many great books nominated this year. See the complete list here: http://www.cybils.com/2012-nominations-easy-readersearly-chapter-books.html
Do You Have a Head I Could Borrow?
PART IV (of VII)
by Sara Dobie Bauer
“It’s just some guy riding a horse in the forest. At midnight. On Halloween. Right?”
“Angie, I really think you should run.” The sound was getting closer.
“And just leave you? What the hell are you talking about? Let’s just get out of here.”
But it was too late. The horse hooves were close—very close—so close they could hear the sound of a horse breathing hard. It was hard to see anything with the utter lack of moonlight, but when a flash of lightning illuminated the darkened field—really, a flash of lightning—the figure appeared, and it glowed from inside: a rider, headless, with a glowing Jack-o-Lantern, on a black horse the size of a damn Clydesdale.
“No. Freaking. Way,” Angie shouted.
“Holy shit, it’s true.” Jonathan latched onto her arm and started to run in the opposite direction.
“Wait.” She struggled against him. “Jonathan!”
“Angie, come on!”
“Stop!” she shouted, and the sound of her voice sent Jonathan flying onto his back as if a strong force had shoved him in the chest. He turned around in time to see the Headless Horseman, sword drawn, riding directly at the girl he yearned for. Her palm was held up toward him, as if in greeting, and she was saying something … something … Jonathan couldn’t quite make out the words.
“Angie!” His throat hurt with the volume of his voice, but she didn’t waver.
The horseman, now mere inches from lopping off Angie’s head, suddenly stopped as a green light emitted from the ends of her fingers. The green light spread to form a cocoon that covered the Hessian like a reinforced spider web. He fought against it and fought … and fought … until Angie turned away and pulled Jonathan to his feet.
“Now we run,” she said.
“What the hell just happened?” He tried to keep up, but she could move a lot faster than she looked.
“We have to get to my apartment. The web won’t hold him long.”
He grabbed her by the shoulders. “What? The web? Wh—no, we have to go to my family and warn them.”
She tore away from his grasp. “No, we have to go to my apartment first.”
ψ
Although disgruntled, she knew he had no choice. She knew Jonathan Crane was a much better guy than just about any other guy on campus, so she knew he would follow her wherever she went just to keep her safe. They ran together down Main Street, running not only from a Headless Horseman but from an incoming thunderstorm that followed them in echoes all the way to her front door.
The longer it took to find her keys, the closer she felt the Hessian was to killing them both, but finally, she dragged out her keychain and unlocked the door.
“What are we doing here?” he shouted once inside her apartment.
“We’re getting the book.”
“The book? What book? The Bible?”
“The Bible? No.” She ran to her bedroom and opened her closet, but Jonathan was right behind her.
“Angie, what the hell happened back there?”
“I did … what I do.” Where was it? Where was it? She hadn’t used it since she’d moved to Tarrytown. She pulled down sweaters and old children’s books from her days as an innocent little kid. Finally, her fingers felt leather, and she knew she’d hit the jackpot.
“What? What do you do?”
“Jonathan.” She hugged the leather bound book to her chest. After the tumble in the woods, her witch hat was gone. Her long black hair fell loosely down around her shoulders, which seemed in character, under the circumstance. She went on to explain, “I’m a witch. I’m not from Podunk, Massachusetts. I’m from Salem. My last name isn’t Duncan. My name is Angela Good.”“Good?”
“Yeah, as in Sarah Good. One of the first three women executed during the Salem Witch Trials. Can we talk about this later? We really need to get to your family’s house.”
“What?”
“Okay, so the people they executed in Salem, most of them were innocent, but some of them weren’t. My relative? Not so much innocent. In fact, I heard she was a real bitch.”
“Bitch?”
“Yeah, and I didn’t leave my old school because I stole some girl’s boyfriend. I left because I stole her boyfriend and made all her hair fall out.”
He exhaled, loudly.
“Jonathan, we have to go.”
“You’re a witch?”
“You’re being chased by a freakin’ Headless Horseman. Why is this such a big deal?”
“Did you put a spell on me?”
“No. I don’t put usually spells on people. Oh, except Max, I used my mom’s ring to put a spell on him.”
“What?”
“Okay, there’s gonna be a dead dude with a huge sword and no head here in, like, five minutes. We really need to move. If your family is smart at all, they’ve probably had someone like me put a spell on your grandma’s house so that he can’t come in. I don’t have time to do a protective spell on my apartment right now. We need to go. Okay?”
“I’m freaking out.” He did look pale, and Angie didn’t want to consider carrying him to wherever the hell his rightfully superstitious family lived.
“Sweetie.” She stepped forward and put her hand on his chest. She knew what he felt when she did it: calm. She was pouring every ounce of calm she had into the center of his chest, and she could see the change based simply on his skin tone. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
“Let’s go, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Right now.”
“Okay.” He nodded, and in that moment, he was back, holding onto her hand and pulling her toward the front door.
She had no idea where they were going. Angie could barely make her way around campus, let alone into the outskirts. She followed him anyway, because she trusted Jonathan. She had trusted him since her first day in class—something she sensed.
They walked up the crowded Main Street where most kids were happy in their ignorance. Apartment balconies were full, and the bars overflowed onto the sidewalks. Everyone was in costume, even the bouncers. It would have been a great night, if not for … well.
When Jonathan turned a corner to head up a dark alley, the sound of a horse’s nay just about sent them both into hysterics.
“Hey!” One of the campus security horse police pulled back on the reins of a beautiful off-white palomino. “Watch where you’re going.” As he walked his horse around them, they heard him mutter, “Damn kids.”
Angie heard Jonathan expel a loud breath before he started walking. Of course, being in a dark alley, their trials weren’t over. A pack of about five guys exited the shadows, each holding bottles in paper bags. “Look at her! She’s hot.”
Jonathan batted this first boy’s hand away and shoved him in the chest, which brought the unwanted attention of the other four. Not only were these guys acting like a gang, they were dressed like one: all in black leather jackets with black jeans and ski masks pulled back on top of their heads, revealing pale, inebriated faces.
“Don’t worry, bro.” One of them snickered. “We’ll take care of your girlfriend for you.”
Jonathan spun around and headed back for Main Street, apparently not in the mood to fight with four immature hoodlums. Again, they heard the sound of the horse, but Angie knew immediately, this was no trained palomino.
“Holy shit.” She pulled back on Jonathan’s hand just as the Headless Horseman rounded the corner on them, sword raised. “DUCK!”
Jonathan and Angie crouched low, just in time to hear one of the wannabe gang members shout, “Nice costume,” followed by a telltale chop and a blood shower.
Angie couldn’t help herself. Hugging her spell book and Jonathan’s hand, she shrieked.
“Come on, Angie!” His voice got her moving again as the Hessian went about dismantling the rest of the alley rats. Luckily, the noise from the alley caught the policeman’s attention. The cop and his horse were headed in their direction when Jonathan said, “I’m about to doing something really illegal.”
“Okay.” She tried not to notice the blood dripping down her face and arms.
As the cop rode by, Jonathan let go of her hand. He latched onto the horse’s rider and dragged him to the ground. The out of shape officer was too shocked to even speak. He rolled around on his back like a turtle as Jonathan threw Angie onto the back of the horse and then climbed on himself.
“I’m sorry,” he said as he kicked the horse into gear.
Over the sound of hooves, Angie muttered, “You know how to ride a horse?”
“Doesn’t everyone?”He guided the animal off Main Street and up a series of inclining hills until they finally reached a summit, surrounded by trees that had to be older than Tarrytown itself. Up the drive and past an impressive guest house was the Crane family mansion, which Angie took in with shock and awe … or maybe that was because her ass was firmly planted against the pelvis of the guy she liked. Either way, she ran on adrenaline.
When they got to the front door, Jonathan slid off the horse and lifted her down from the saddle. “Come on.”
Angie had never seen a house with such an entrance: several wide stairs led to a double door that could have easily fit a school bus. “This is where you grew up?”
Still latched onto her hand, he used his other hand to try and open the front door: locked, of course. Why wouldn’t it be, with a damn Headless Horseman running around? He sighed and started knocking with all his might. Angie had time to notice beneath the gold porch light that he, too, was covered in some poor kid’s blood. Together, they looked like a John Carpenter nightmare.
Which was probably why the poor middle-aged woman who answered the front door screamed when she saw them. “Jonathan!”
“Hey, Aunt Marie. This is Angie.”
Through the guts and gore, Angie smiled. “Hi.”
(Are you having fun yet? MWAHAHA!!! Part V goes live Friday. Then, we finish the story next week. Hope you’ve been enjoying your very special post-Halloween present.)
NBC has optioned the rights to writer Slouching Towards Adulthood–Sally Koslow’s nonfiction book about a generation of “adultescents” struggling to adjust to grown-up life–has been optioned by NBC.
According to the release, the new show will be ”a single camera half hour centered on one complicated family whose house seems to be a revolving door of occupants.” 20th Century Fox and NBC have tapped Kat Coiro to adapt the book–also executive producing along with Christy Fletcher of Fletcher & Company in NY, and 3Arts’ David Miner and Oly Obst.
Here’s more about the book, published by Viking last summer: “a witty analysis about the tension between ‘adultescents’ who have radically different ideas about life from their parents and the parents who screwed themselves by raising a generation who believe the world exists to service their happiness.”
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I am tickled pink to be sharing with you the work and wit of Adam Gustavson, this fine fall day!
I first met Adam on another fine fall day, a few years ago in New York. We met up to peruse the artwork on display at the Society of Illustrators Original Art Show. And after that, chatting over a cuppa coffee, I was totally stoked to discover that, not only is he an amazing illustrator (I knew THAT already), but that his talent, creativity and humor spill over into his family life as well...
In talking about life as a parent of two small boys, (something we have in common), Adam regaled me with a a story about how he and his wife taught their eldest son about fractions by sitting around their kitchen table, taking it in turn to be human numerators and denominators! Now, this may sound odd to some of you, but having grown up in a home where one of our favorite games was looking for prime numbers on license plates...
Well, lets just say I knew I had found a kindred spirit!
We begin with a bonus question...
(Don't worry, there's no math involved.)
Bonus Question! Coffee or Tea?
COFFEE. In fact, I don’t believe I’ve ever refused a cup of coffee.
The rest of the QUESTIONS....
1. Describe yourself in five words:
(Police describe the suspect as) Medium height, boxy head, effusive.
(Mind Your Manners, Alice Roosevelt! written by Leslie Kimmelman. Peachtree Publishers, 2009.)
2. Now, please tell us how you got started in picture book illustration (in more than five words)...
When I was in my senior year at Rowan College/University in South Jersey, I spent a lot of time at newsstands, looking for magazines that I thought might hire someone with work like mine; I copied down their staff boxes, and sent off color photocopies of my work to several, including The Oxford American Magazine and Cricket (who at age 12 I'd won two art contests in the back of).
I heard back pretty quickly from these two, and in the Spring semester had two commissions to finish up, each stories with character driven arcs and three or four images apiece.
This was pretty representative of the sort of work I got hired to do over the next year. With a few bits of serial work in my portfolio (if you could call it that...it might be more aptly referred to as a "body of work"), I started looking around at childrens' sections of book stores, much in the same way I had newsstands, writing the the names and addresses of companies I thought might consider me. I sent off packets of my samples to as many of them as I could, monthly.
The Autumn after I'd graduated, I received a call back. Ann Bobco, at Simon and Schuster's Margaret McElderry imprint, called me with my first book, Good Luck, Mrs. K! At the time, my portfolio was full of funny looking people, feral hog wrestling, oddball flying farm animals... The offer was to illustrate Louise Borden's sensitive portrayal (in blank verse) of a third grade girl whose favorite teacher receives an diagnosis of cancer.
So I threw myself into it, particularly the pacing of the story and finding a dynamic but natural looking way to design the art around the long columns of intricate, asymmetrical text. I learned an awful lot from it; aside from the page breaks and design, it was an amazing crash course in finding my way into a story that I wouldn't have necessarily seen myself in, but that Ann had the presence of mind to trust me with.
It also helped me develop a thick skin; it was a finalist for a Christopher Award and well reviewed in childrens' trade publications, but the New York Times wrote a scathing critique of it and another cancer-themed title released the same month. The year it came out, I met — at age 23 — a number of people who viscerally disliked my art for it and told me so in no uncertain terms. Things that are still in my imaginary list of the meanest things I've ever been told about my art. Things I would never tell some kid after his first book was released.
In the past 16 years, I've constantly promoted myself in all avenues of illustration, but picture books are where I've always found the most work, and the pacing and large scale problem solving of it have become a very comfortable
(Lost and Found written by Bill Harley. Peachtree Publishers, 2012.)
3. If you had to describe your work in terms of your artistic influences, you would say it is...
Thomas Nast's people in a Bonnard composition with Balthus' paint surface donning the light and color of Fairfield Porter, acting in a community theater production of The Big Lebowski for an audience of John Tenniel's animals.
4. Of the six fundamentals of 2D design (line, shape, volume, perspective,shading, and color):
a. Which is your greatest strength?
Color. This is weird, because I totally didn't GET color until I was out pretty well out of college.
b. Which poses your greatest challenge?
Perspective. This too is strange, because it's the thing that, for a long time, I thought was my strength.
(Rock and Roll Highway: The Robbie Robertson Story written by Sebastian Robertson. Christy Ottaviano Books, 2014.)
5. Given that illustration is different than many day to day jobs, how to you manage your time and maintain a daily routine?
Egads. I need to get better at that. I'm indebted to deadlines for what routine I have, to be honest. Things just need to get done, and time needs to be spent in the studio for that to happen.
Before I had kids, I was far more disciplined. I would get up, give myself an hour to adjust to the world, and get to work. I would take my coffee breaks out of the house/studio, and sketch wherever I was. Now that I have a family and I've been teaching a fair amount, I still take what time is available and approach any given project in the same order:
Look for inspiration. Troll through art books. (I have enough of these stacked in the studio that I'm occasionally worried about the structural integrity of my house. For the first ten years or so I was working, I allotted a hundred bucks or so from every job to book purchases.)
Thumbnail.
Dig out more inspiration.
Sketch.
Revisit inspiration.
Paint.
In between sittings at easel, revisit inspiration.
***Do some other creative thing as a reward for how disciplined I've been.***
Revisit inspiration.
Paint some more.
6. What’s the best piece of career advice you’ve been given as an illustrator?
Paraphrasing, it's something like: Pull your inspiration from things other than what you do.
As in, if you want to be an illustrator, don’t try to be your favorite illustrator. Be your version of that long sentence in the beginning of this interview, and borrow from unlimited sources. The world doesn’t need another version of someone who’s already out there and accepting work. And even if the market does, you don’t want to meet Brad Holland one day and introduce yourself as the guy who does all those crappy jobs he said “no” to.
7. What new projects have you got coming down the pike?
My latest book, Lost and Found (by Bill Harley), just came out and might be my favorite to date. After all these years, someone (the lovely folks at Peachtree Publishers) offered me a book that is downright silly. I take silliness very seriously, mind you. It’s a level of problem solving not to be taken too lightly.
So I put a taxidermist prepared flying badger in it.
(Lost and Found written by Bill Harley. Peachtree Publishers, 2012.)
I’m finishing up a children’s book biography of Robbie Robertson (of The Band), penned by his son Sebastian Robertson, for Christy Ottaviano Books right now, due out in 2014. Between the likenesses, a protagonist that ages 36 years in the course of the narrative, and all the scenes of guitar playing, it might be the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I’m very excited to see it all printed up, though for now the cover is still in the “fiddling with” stage.
I also just finished up a 5 page monochromatic zombie comic for inclusion in an anthology called “Dead Anyway,” to be released simultaneously with an album by the band No More Kings. It’s a first for me, and it has a nice moral to it: Zombies cannot metabolize the ennui of college undergrads, and feeding on them leads to nothing good for anyone.
Well, I think it's safe to say that Adam's work offers something good for everyone- even zombies. To enjoy more of a good thing you can visit...
http://adamgustavson.blogspot.com/
http://www.adamgustavson.com
http://redfoxliterary.com/adamgustavson-illustrator.html
And to enjoy more Mini Interviews- pour yourself a cuppa coffee and mosey on over to...
Juana's blog on Tuesdays
Mikela's blog on Thursdays
and
Laura's blog on Fridays throughout November!
See you back here next week with another mini interview!
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Let it snow! For those of us who love a good list, the last two months of the year bring a flurry of online "best of the year" roundups of books. Starting in 2008, I've been collecting the lists for children's books, including links to various newspapers, magazines, journals, and blogs, as well as different literature prizes and awards given out. I update the big list often.
Here is a link to this year's page:
The Best Children's Books of 2012: A List of Lists and Awards
Also, David Gutowski collects all the "best of" lists for books (for grown-ups and kids alike) at his blog, Largehearted Boy.
Meanwhile, speaking of snow, don't miss Kids' Science Books for Stormy Weather, at Scientific American's Budding Scientist blog.
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“I bet it’s very hot where you’re moving to,” I say, frowning. “ Or very cold. Probably there are tornadoes! Probably you shouldn’t go.”
I bought it and I'm so excited! Thank you!!
What a distinguished looking fox :)