So to share the love, I will be sending you presents. You! Yes, you.
That is, if you're lucky enough. My birthday is 7/11. That's pretty lucky.
My next giveaway will be the book Scaredy Squirrel at the Beach*. If we hit 711 entries by the end of the contest, I'll throw in this guy:
*Sorry, some previous tweets said "signed copy" but it's not--I copy-pasted from another rafflecopter widget and missed erasing the word "signed".
But it's still a great little book. :)
There isn't an Independence Day story for Scaredy (I have a sneaking suspicion he's Canadian... though it doesn't say on his passport) but there is a beach vacation story, and that's what you can win today.
Kids can get into the spirit of the book, even if you're nowhere near the ocean, by drawing beachy scenery for a staycation or making up a passport. (My cousins and I spent one summer taking turns being the customs officer as we "flew" from room to room... each corner of each room was a different part of the world. I really liked stamping the "passports" and visiting "Japan" ;) I think it would also be fun to make a beach t
I won't be updating tomorrow due to the holiday, so I thought I'd post my progress thus far. Here is the current iteration of the map I'm working on:
A few more details to finalize/fix and then on to the inking stage.
Happy July! Wow this year is really flying by. Last month was full of bookish events and it looks like July will be more of the same. Both Alethea and I will be heading to Comic Con next weekend where we are going to get our geek on. If you see us, please say hi. Hopefully we'll remember to bring some bookmarks and buttons for anyone who wants one. And if you're heading to any of the events below, let us know and we'll keep an eye out for you. :)Jessica Brody at Barnes & Noble
signing 52 Reasons to Hate My Father
Saturday July 07, 2012
3rd Street Promenade
1201 3rd Street
Santa Monica, CA 90401
310-260-9110 (there is no time listed online, so best to call. also, b&n often does a wristband type thing so you should confirm what the procedure will be for this event.)event pageDark Days Tour at Barnes & Noble
with Aprilynn Pike, Veronica Roth, S.J. Kincaid, Dan WellsTuesday July 10, 2012
Huntington Beach (why does B&N not have times on their site?)
7881 Edinger Ave. #110
Huntington Beach, CA 92647
714-897-8781 event page
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It's been a whole week since I posted here. What??!!
Anyway, I follow Book Blog from Booklist Online and they offer excellent book reviews. Check out yesterday's review
of Puffling Patrol
by Ted and Betsy Lewin - two of my favorite author/illustrators. Ted and Betsy don't seem to have websites of their own, alas, just simple bio pages. But here is an amazing fact! Ted Lewin was a professional wrestler in his late teens. He tells that story in his book, I Was a Teenage Professional Wrestler
, which he illustrates with drawings he did at the time and paintings based on those drawings.
Betsy Lewin has illustrated slews of books on her own, including the wonderfully expressive pictures in Doreen Cronin's Click, Clack, Moo: Cows that Type.
By themselves, the Lewins are marvelous and together...well, they are superb.
If you enjoy children's non-fiction you have to check out Anastasia Suen's blog, Booktalking.
There, I linked to her Monday post at the end of which she rounds up reviews by OTHER children's book bloggers - all on children's non-fiction.
All this talk of children's non-fiction and author/illustrators reminds me of Jim Arnosky
! And his alterego, Crinkleroot
. Check out Jim's pag
e AND Crinkleroot's page
for all kinds of great nature-loving info and activities.
We live in a fascinating world full of amazing creatures. And we are lucky to have Ted and Betsy Lewin and Jim Arnosky to write books about it all. Hie thee to a library on Thursday and check out some nature books.
And be careful with those fireworks! Happy Fourth! Visit the Liberty Bell Shrine
in Allentown for a wonderful program at 1:30 pm tomorrow!
Whyyyy do I have such difficulty committing to the next-book-to-read? It’s the embarrassment of riches, isn’t it: too many choices, too much beguiling me. My pile is scandalous. Green Dolphin Street came in via interlibrary loan; I have three weeks (no, two and a half, now) before it must go back, no renewal possible, so it is the clear and obvious first choice, yes?
But the print is so tiny and my attention wanders, much as I long to fall in. This is a problem more and more, even with reading glasses. I’m utterly spoiled by the enlargeable fonts on my Kindle. Scott teases me about the billboard-sized letters I favor.
But oh, this pile of books beside me! Lovely, whispery, papery books! And then about fifty of ’em on my Kindle. Egad. I’m almost at the point of stabbing blindly at the touchscreen and pledging myself to whatever tome I land on.
Can you call them tomes when they’re made of digital sparkle?
This was meant to be my June booklist roundup. Obstreperous thing, it says No, I think I’ll be another post entirely, thanks.
Freshman year of college—tiny liberal arts school dominated by its conservatory theater program, in which I was enrolled as an acting major—a required course was “Focus on the Fine Arts,” an amorphous art appreciation concoction involving short rotations with art, music, theater, and dance professors. It culminated in a grand production written, set-designed, choreographed, composed, and performed by the entire hapless freshman class—including the nursing majors, the business majors, the future journalists and psychologists and historians. Our assignment was to write a modern adaptation of Faust. The thing was a hot mess, and we all knew it—what could we do? Everyone was assigned a role outside his or her specialty, the theory being that this would “stretch” us. It was decreed that the area in which I needed most stretching, literally and figuratively, was in dance. Our choreography was rather freeform, only my form wasn’t terribly free. It would take a generous definition to call my ameoba-like oozings “dancing,” but in fairness to my poor uncoordinated limbs, it must be said that it was another vast stretch to call our accompaniment “music.” Much of my group’s star dance number took place against a backdrop of voices (each of them presumably selected because singing was the area in which they needed most stretching, so you see the difficulty we were all up against) chanting—relentlessly, ceaselessly, tonelessly—Choi-ces, choi-ces… Two notes, low high, over and over. Choices. Choices. Those words, those notes, burrowed deep into my psyche and chew at my brain to this day. I rummage through the book pile, lifting one, flipping through another, and in the back of my mind, those voices are chanting. Choi-ces. Choi-ces. Is it any wonder I flail and contort, performing graceless mental gyrations in my efforts to settle upon one single solid choice? I’m an amoeba, oozing my way around the pile, enfolding them all, unswallowing one here and there, absorbing, pouring myself in six directions at once. Forget Faust, this is Hamlet I’m playing, stuck pondering the options, vulnerable to outside forces thrusting a choice upon me at last.
All of which is to say, I can’t decide what to read next.
A hyperdeveloped sense of justice compels me to add that I carried some memorable connections away from that class, ridiculous as its ex
No, the post title is not a cheap shot at an elderly statesman of the literary world, it's the title of a large Broadside that was published in a signed and numbered limited edition of 150 copies by Lord John Press of Northridge in 1982. The story that appears on the Broadside also appears in Robert Coover's collection, In Bed One Night and Other Brief Encounters (Burning Deck, 1983). It's about 15" in height and 22" wide with an illustration by Vance Gerry.
The story, like many from that short collection of stories (59 pages in length) is written in what almost looks like a choppy manner; no caps; no punctuation. However, once one digs in a bit and figures out the rhythm of Coover's words, it's much less choppy of a read--there are natural breaks, he just chose not to employ periods or commas throughout.
The story begins with an old man on a park bench:
this one has to do with an old man
there was a park a bench children playing the usual disposition
birds breadcrumbs dry leaves he wore an old hat
Read that bit once or twice and you'll get the rhythm and easily determine how to read with stops and starts the rest of the way.
The story starts in this realist manner and sways to the magical halfway through when the old man suddenly has the ability to fly. He's not overly thrilled with this ability however, as his coat is heavy, it's a lot of work, etc. It's an enjoyable story, but truth be told, unless the story was absolutely horrible, I'd still have been interested in the item itself. I'm a fan of the non-straightforward item when it comes to literature. I love Broadsides and when they add in a cool illustration, or are by an author I'm a big fan of, I'm most likely going to do what I have to do to track a copy down for myself.
As noted, this is a signed and numbered copy that I need to get framed soon so I don't accidentally do it harm.
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*If by “everywhere” I mean Australia, Canada, New Zealand and the USA, which, um, I do. Sorry, rest of the world.
Team Human is real! Team Human is out in the world! *bounce bounce bounce*
This morning (Australia time) we did a twitter chat about Team Human and I can’t quite believe this happened, but, well, there’s proof. Our chat #THchat trended worldwide!
How surreal is that? Thank you so much everyone for your participation and amusing questions. Yes, @colorlessblue, I promise I will add writing a bunyip book to my list.
In other Team Human news here’s the very droll trailer:
I love the Vampires Are Wrong bloke. He has the best voice ever.
If you missed out on today’s Twitter chat you can always join a chat between me, Sarah Rees Brennan and Scott Westerfeld at Figment.com this coming Sunday evening in the USA (Monday morning in Australia).
Sunday July 8
8PM US-ET (5PM Pacific Time, 10AM Monday AUS-ET)
We’ll be discussing what it’s like to collaborate on a novel. Click here to find out more.
Oh, and Team Human was boingled today!
You can read the first chapter of Team Human here. In the USA it is available in all electronic formats. In Australia it’s available in many formats. Full details here.
Happy book birthday, Team Human! May you stay in print a really, really long time!