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1. The Soda Bottle School: Creative problem solving led by kids & teachers (ages 7-10)

Our 3rd grade teachers are also focusing on persuasive writing this month, and they are asking kids to identify problems and suggest solutions. The challenge for kids is to explain how their solutions will work and persuade others that it's a good idea. We read The Soda Bottle School as an example of how kids and teachers in one community identified an important problem and led the way with a creative solution -- and the kids loved it.
The Soda Bottle School
by Seño Laura Kutner and Suzanne Slade
illustrated by Aileen Darragh
Tillbury House, 2014
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ages 7-10
The town of Granados has a problem: they don't have enough room in their school to teach all the kids. But they have another problem, too, that kids can relate to: there is too much trash all around their community. One day, teacher Seño Laura notices that a soda bottle is the same width as the beam of an unfinished school building. She has a crazy idea: what if they used empty soda bottles to create walls for a school? It could take care of two problems at once!

The whole community pulled together to support the teachers and children, gathering thousands of empty plastic bottles and stuffing them with trash to create “eco-ladrillos” (bricks). These bricks were stacked between the framing for the building, held in place by chicken wire fencing. A thin layer of concrete was slapped on top as a final layer.

Slade and Kutner draw young readers right into the story, helping them relate to the protagonist, young Fernando. My students especially liked the photographs and authors note included at the end of the story. I just found this news clip that would be another great way to share this story.

My students were interested and inspired to think of problems they would want to solve around our school. I especially liked this example because Kutner and Slade emphasize the importance of teamwork and thinking outside the box.

The review copy came from our school library collection. If you make a purchase using the Amazon links on this site, a small portion goes to Great Kid Books. Thank you for your support.

©2015 Mary Ann Scheuer, Great Kid Books

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2. Donald N. Levine (1931–2013)

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Donald L. Levine (1931–2013), the Peter B. Ritzma Professor Emeritus of Sociology at the University of Chicago (where he served as dean of the College from 1982 to 1987), passed away earlier this month at the age of 83, following a long illness.

Among his significant contributions to the field of sociology were five volumes (The Flight from Ambiguity, Greater Ethiopia, Powers of the MindWax and Gold, and Visions of the Sociological Tradition), an edited collection (Georg Simmel on Individuality and Social Forms), and a translation (Simmel’s The View of Life), all published by the University of Chicago Press.

As chronicled in memoriam by Susie Allen for UChicagoNews:

Over his long career, Levine published several works that are now considered landmarks of sociology. His “masterpiece,” according to former student Charles Camic, was Visions of the Sociological Tradition, published by the University of Chicago Press in 1995.

In that book, Levine traced the intellectual genealogy of the social sciences and argued that different traditions of social thought could productively inform one another. “It’s a brilliant analysis of theories and intellectual traditions, but also a very thoughtful effort to bring them into intellectual dialogue with one another,” said Camic, PhD’79, now a professor of sociology at Northwestern University. “The beauty with which it’s argued and the depth of his knowledge about these different intellectual traditions are astounding.”

Levine was also influential in promoting the work of German sociologist Georg Simmel and translated several of Simmel’s works into English. “He brought Simmel to awareness in the U.S.,” said Douglas Mitchell, a longtime editor at the University of Chicago Press, who worked with Levine throughout his career.

Executive editor T. David Brent noted, “I thought that if immortality were a possibility it would be conferred upon Don.”

To read more about Levine’s work, click here.

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3. The Emoji Translation Project on Kickstarter

Fred Benenson and Chris Mulligan are trying to raise $15,000 to fund The Emoji Translation Project, which includes building a digital translation engine, as well as publishing a phrasebook that translates emoji.

The phrasebook has practical applications and should help readers order a bottle of wine or find the American Embassy when traveling abroad. Here is more about their approach from the project’s Kickstarter page:

To build any translation engine requires massive amounts of text that exists in both languages, which are sometimes called parallel texts, explains the Kickstarter page. There’s plenty of content around the web in English, but there’s not that much in emoji. Thats why we’re raising money on Kickstarter: we want to pay people to translate sentences into emoji.

This is the second emoji-related project from Benenson, who published an emoji translation of Herman Melville’s classic “Moby Dick” called Emoji Dick in 2009.

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4. Erik Didriksen: ‘Be expressive!’

Pop Sonnet Tumblr (GalleyCat)Happy National Poetry Month! All throughout April, we will interview poets about working in this digital age. Recently, we spoke with Tumblr poet Erik Didriksen.

Q: How did you begin to write Pop Sonnets?
A: I came across a Tumblr post where Macklemore’s “Thrift Shop” was recast as a Shakespearean sonnet. I thought it was brilliant, and I was desperate to read more songs-turned-sonnets. When I couldn’t find any, I tried writing one myself. That ended up being so much fun, I just kept going. After a week or two, I had a small pile of sonnets! My girlfriend Becca told me I should turn them into a Tumblr, and eventually I relented.

Q: How did Tumblr become an outlet for you to write poetry?
A: I started using Tumblr simply as a place to put the sonnets, but it became a source of motivation very, very quickly. If I’d told myself I’d write a sonnet a week solely for my own amusement, I would’ve inevitably petered out. Knowing there are real people expecting to see my work, though, is incredibly motivating. The wonderful thing about Tumblr is that people actively seek out their interests; my work was first discovered by people who really wanted to read poetry or Shakespeare-related content.

Q: What type of research process do you undergo for when you’re writing poems?
A: A pop sonnet starts with me reading and re-reading lyrics. I’ll occasionally visit Rap Genius if anything’s unclear to me. I tend to lean pretty heavily on my rhyming dictionary, my thesaurus, and Shakespeare’s Compete Works as reference materials. I’ve also needed to do some extra research on Elizabethan grammar — “thees” and “thous” did not come naturally to me — and other historical elements here and there. On rare occasions, I’ll hunt around Wikipedia for things ranging from ancient scholars (Sam Cooke’s “Wonderful World”) to different spices (The Spice Girls’ “Wannabe”).

Q: Do you have any tips for people who want to read and perform poetry in front of an audience?
A: Be expressive! If something’s inspired you to write or perform a poem, don’t back away from sharing that emotion. Also — at least with sonnets — don’t feel beholden to the structure. If a phrase runs over two lines, you need not emphasize the line break if it doesn’t clarify the meaning. The rhyme and rhythm will take care of themselves; the meaning and emotion are up to you.

Q: What advice can you share for aspiring poets?
A: Don’t be shy; share your work with others. Write a lot. Be merciless in your editing. Ask for help when you need it. Be detail-oriented.

Q: What’s next for you?
A: These days, I’m finalizing the last details of the book (coming out this October!) and catching up on sonnets for the blog. I’m also working on a possible collaboration with my friend Ian Doescher, the author of the William Shakespeare’s Star Wars series. It’ll involve a lot of verse and a lot of fun!

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5. Watch ‘I Am Super,’ A Short-Form Superhero Satire Series from France

A Vin Diesel-voiced superhero is here to dish out justice. With his fists.

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6. Social Media Etiquette

What not to do when using social media.


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7. Convention Schedule 2015

HI~! I will be attending 2 conventions this 2015 as a guest: Texas Comic Fest on June 13th near Dallas Texas (Lewisville) http://www.texascomicfest.com/http://www.texascomicfest.com/  Here is a deal saver for getting in: http://fortworth.dealsaver.com/deal/fort-worth/texas-comic-fest-2015-apr and Count-I-Con on Aug 29th and the 30th near Chicago Illinois (Lake County Fairgrounds) http://

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8. Estela of Small Damages arrives in the mail, in the form of an antique bookmark

I write YA books; that is true. But I never write strictly and only of teens. I care about the sweep of generations. I think generations are relevant. Some of my very favorite characters are women even older (believe it!) than me. My Mud Angel and physician Katherine of One Thing Stolen. Stefan's East Berlin grandmother in Going Over. Old Carmen, the rugged beachcomber, of This Is the Story of You (due out next spring). And, of course, my Estela, the old Spanish cook in Small Damages—a character I lived with for a decade before she found herself inside that gorgeous cover.

But now look at the silver wing near the right upper edge of that cover. That is Estela herself, who came to me this afternoon by way of my husband's cousin, Myra. Estela in real life was my husband's father's mother—a loved, buoyant, life-affirming General Counsel in the United States who had also served as the Philippine ambassador to Portugal. I wear her ring as my engagement ring. I hear stories. And today I received this bookmark, which once clipped the pages of the books Estela read.

Myra's words (in impeccable handwriting):
This is an antique silver bookmark from El Salvador my grandmother Estela picked up—probably 50 years ago.... I decided it was time to send you this now. I always thought this should go to you—since you are the writer in the family and it came from William's home country.
 I am so in love with this gift. This piece of then. A bookmark shaped like a coffee bean that might as easily mark my third memoir about my marriage to this Salvadoran man, Still Love in Strange Places.

I thank you, Myra.

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9. Trailer Unveiled For Black Mass Movie

A trailer has been unveiled for the Black Mass film. According to the Wall Street Journal, the story for this movie was inspired by Dick Lehr and Gerard O’Neill’s bestselling nonfiction title, Black Mass: Whitey Bulger, The FBI, and a Devil’s Deal.

The video embedded above offers glimpses of Johnny Depp as Whitey Bulger, Benedict Cumberbatch as Bill Bulger, and David Harbour as John Morris. TIME.com reports that the theatrical release date has been set for September 18th.

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10. Big News!


I've sold the film rights to The Evil Editor Story.




I have no control over who's cast, but if you guys will make suggestions (in the comments) for who should play Evil Editor, Mrs. Varmighan, John Grisham, and Erick, the strange angelic man, I'll pass them along to the producer.



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11. It’s an Animal Party today at the studio! #illustration...


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12. For Those Grieving


When mum died in December last year, I thought I would be broken forever. I tore through the house shouting and screaming, howling, begging for her back and making several million deals with the Devil and threatening to kick God in the nuts*. I thought I would never be able to cope with the pain of her loss.

I turned to the internet googling marvellous things like 'mum died' and 'when does grieving end' and found an awful lot of despair. The main theme seemed to be that even a year later the grief was still as strong, that these poor people broke down every day and couldn't cope with their lives. My reaction to reading these posts was that my grief would not lessen, that I would be that desperate forever. Those posts did not help me at all.

I couldn't have lived like that. I wanted to read that people were desperate at the time but that it got easier, not that it stayed the same. No one was telling me that it got better and that's all I wanted to hear.

You will get through this. It will not be this painful forever. Those words would have helped immensely.

At the time, I wanted to climb into my brother's house and not leave. I wanted to be with my family all the time, only I couldn't be. They had their lives. I felt I'd lost mine. My boyfriend was amazing, so understanding, and he spoke so much sense. I don't know if his counselling training helped or if he's just naturally awesome like that. He'll tell you the latter. He told me it would get easier.

He was right.

I still miss her. I still cry at times, but nowhere near as much, and the times that I do are short and I manage to shrug them off, although I don't think shrug is the right word. I cope and I can smile and look forward again. There are moments. Last night I heard of someone who had just lost their mum. It brought it back. The difference was, four months on, I shed a few quiet tears but then I fell asleep and when I woke up, I carried on living my life. I didn't rage at the ceiling and send the neighbours cowering under their beds thinking I was going to tear through the walls.

This new life is different, it's the same, it's a million different things, and I'm okay. My hope for this post is that if someone grieving finds it they might find a tiny bit of hope that they will be okay to.


*and I'm supposed to be agnostic.

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13. Yiyun Li Wins The Sunday Times EFG Short Story Award 2015

Short Story AwardYiyun Li has been named the winner of the Sunday Times EFG Short Story Award 2015. For this accomplishment, Li will receive £30,000 in prize money which is “the world’s richest prize for a single short story.”

Li has become the first female winner in the award’s history. She beat out five other writers on the short list with her piece, “A Sheltered Woman.” The New Yorker published it back in March 2014.

Li gave a statement in the press release about the inspiration behind her story: “A couple years ago, while rummaging through old things, I found a notebook that I had bought at a garage sale in Iowa City when I first came to America—I had paid five cents for it. The notebook was in a good shape; though it remained unused. A character occurred to me: she paid a dime and asked if there was a second notebook so she did not have to have the change back. Such greed, the character said, laughing at herself. From that moment on I knew I had a story.’

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14. 3AM Comics: Nate Simpson talks Creative Constipation, Artificial Intelligence, and ‘Nonplayer’

by Zachary Clemente

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On the questionably damp morning of the last day of ECCC ’15, I caught up with Image creator Nate Simpson in a small breakfast place called The Crumpet Shop in Downtown Seattle’s world famous Pike Place market to talk about the second issue of Nonplayer, close enough to taste. The conversation spans his interest in narrative art, AI, and a discussion on creating comics in an rapidly gestating environment. Simpson is known for his work on Nonplayer, the first issue of which was release April, 2011. He lives in Seattle with his wife and young child and while he’s not working on game art, he wakes up at 3AM daily to turn out comics pages.

Nonplayer #2 is out from Image Comics on June 3rd.

 

[You’re joining us after a brief introduction.]

 

Comics Beat: Well, how about you? How did you get into comics?

Nate Simpson: Well, it was the X-Men; the late Chris Claremont era – Jim Lee, Marc Silvestri, and all that. Actually, right when I started getting out of comics was when all those guys were jumping ship to Image. Then I went off the college in ’93 and I didn’t really have much of an exposure to independent comics until art school six or seven years later.

CB: So you went to college then attended art school years later?

NS: Yeah, I went to college and totally got out of touch with comics completely. I went to the University of Chicago for Paleontology; there were not people reading comics, it was just not happening. After three years studying I realized I didn’t want to be a paleontologist – I just liked drawing dinosaurs. So I switched over to the Art Institute of Chicago…and that was just after Chris Ware had left. There was an indie comics culture there and I got into stuff like John Porcellino’s King Kat – that sort of stuff. From there I slowly worked my way back into comics through the indie angle, but I never really took it seriously as a career path until many, many years later. I fell into game art pretty much right out of art school and if you’re looking at it from a purely utilitarian standpoint – for an artist – there’s really no better game in town. It pays way better and it’s way more forgiving from a scheduling standpoint.

CB: There may be less pitching involved?

NS: Yeah, not at my level. So yeah, game art was going to be life until I came across this book of storyboards for Miyazaki movies – have you seen his original storyboards for Nausicaä?

CB: Oh, yeah.

NS: Dude, that shit melted my brain. It just the one guy working by himself with such a comprehensive vision and the final product was so similar to what his original vision was like.

CB: Did you see the documentary about him – The Kingdom of Dreams and Madness? It was filmed during the production of The Wind Rises and showed a lot of his storyboarding process. He uses a stopwatch while boarding to set the time of shots from the outset, so as each scene was set – he knew how long it would be. What’s really crazy is that the studio launches into production when he’s only half-way done with the script.

NS: That’s how assured he is – there’s no way to go back!

CB: That’s a really interesting place to come from, in my mind. When you mentioned that it was the Claremont X-Men and Liefeld posse were your earlier comic interested – I was going to say I don’t necessarily see those influences in your current work.

NS: Well, the one thing we overlooked is that is that I also had a major Moebius fetish. I think stylistically that’s more of where I’m coming from.

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Panel from Nonplayer #1

CB: That makes sense. I remember when I first saw the promo art featuring Elloden I thought that it looked very [Geof] Darrow – who’s a contemporary of Moebius.

NS: Oh yeah. I bought all three of the Hard Boiled issue when they came out, and they released like every year and a half – and I was so angry at him!

[Both Laugh]

NS: It’s so ironic. I was saying “what kind of asshole takes a year and a half?”

CB: These names remind me of an interview with Paul Pope I did right when the first volume of Battling Boy had come out where I asked him what he was reading. He said he was staying in his “fortress of influence” which was essentially Moebius, Toth, and Miyazaki.

It really excites me that as Western comics really finds its footing with its Eastern – mainly manga – influences, Miyazaki is beyond that. People were looking to him long ago, even though he hasn’t made a new comic in some time.

Getting back to it – would you say the Miyazaki influence is one of production or also stylistic?

NS: I would definitely say both, but it’s so hard to parse what part of each person you’re taking because it’s a very organic process. However, I was inspired in the wrong way by those storyboards because what I wanted to do was exactly that: make storyboards for a movie.

So the first thing I did was quit my job, which required a huge amount of patience from my wife who didn’t have a job at the time. We were just living off of savings as I was saying “I’m gonna express myself!”

It was a weird six or seven months of writing this screenplay and doing some storyboards for this big, grand, epic sci-fi space opera called “Gordon and the Star-Eater” and it was…horrible. It was the worst.

CB: Sounds like something I’d read.

NS: So after those six or seven months, I stepped back from the screenplay, read it again and went “this is complete shit.” I had wasted more than half a year, we’re out of money, and I had to figure out how to salvage this – make it worth leaving my job. I got super despondent about it and wrote about it on my blog; about how I was feeling lost. Although only three friends really read my blog, one of whom was a co-worker named Ray – who’s gone on to do concept art on Skyrim – told me to just draw a comic.

At the time I naively thought it was the simpler thing to do, rather than a screenplay and storyboard for a movie.

CB: And in many ways, it is. You don’t need cameras or intensely expensive equipment and software or a crew or anything like that.

NB: Exactly. It was very self-contained. I didn’t have to pitch it to anybody; I just had to do it and either it’s good or it’s not – it is what it is. I don’t know if you have something like this, but the “Star-Eater” project is something I’d been thinking about for around 15 years prior. I knew all the scenes, I knew everything that had to happen. It was so set in stone that there was no way for anything to mutate or grow; it was not a creative enterprise at all.

CB: That sounds like a dangerous thing to enter into.

NS: It really is. There was nothing there with that project; it was dead…it was taxidermied.

So that moment when Ray told me to do a comic I got, for the first time in many years, a blank slate to ask myself what I should do – and the story for Nonplayer came on the same day, all at once. “Here’s the stuff I’m interested in now and here’s the stuff I would have been writing about it wasn’t creatively constipated because of this other project.”

Writing out the script for Nonplayer happened really fast; the first two issues were written out in two weeks…and then it’s taken fucking five years to draw them.

CB: Something I’m curious about is your editing process. Given that much time between original script and final product, how many iterations or changes or evolutions have they gone through?

NS: Oh you have no idea; so many revisions. I save every iteration of the book. Some of the individual pages have up to 40 or 50 different versions from the very roughest thumbnail all the way [to final touches]. I’ve even made animated gifs of the process and it’s really cool to see stuff shift around, but the dialogue in changing with the art is changing and in some cases, entire scenes are added or removed – it’s a pretty fluid process.

That’s the great freedom and the great pitfall of working digitally is that you can continue to edit all the way through the process and what’s what I do: just keep polishing and polishing. If I were working in analog media, I would have erased through the page nine times, but there’s not common sense stopping point and that’s a long road that can really eat up your time.

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Process of Page from Nonplayer #1

CB: Would you say that the fact that you’re working digitally is enabling in that sense?

NS: Oh, absolutely. Here’s the thing though: without these tools […] I’ve been an adult for about 15 years before starting on Nonplayer and the thing that changed in my life that was enabling for Nonplayer to happen was the invention of the Cintiq.

I had tried to draw comics in pen and ink before and I found it so confining and difficult because I’d have second thoughts or would want to change something – it would drive me crazy. It was upsetting that I didn’t have the freedom to continuously modify. If I had been born 50 years earlier, I never would have attempted a comic, I would’ve lived and died having done some other thing.

CB: Proto game art?

NS: Yeah, maybe. I don’t know – I would’ve dug ditches or something. Maybe I would’ve been a paleontologist or a painter or something.

It’s sort of interesting, my training is in painting and drawing; there was a lot of oil painting. Once nice thing about that is that you keep working it – they even encourage you. I mean, some of those teachers work on one painting for 10-15 years; there’s not a time limit on a painting, you can build the paint out a foot deep if you want to. But that’s never really worked for comics, unless you’re doing painterly comics.

Comics as a pop medium is not an additive one; you need to have the idea and you need to get it out as cleanly and as quickly as you can; but these digital tools […] you have a clean end product but you work in a more painterly way, ironically. I sometimes redraw a line up to 50 times to get it just the way I want it!

CB: It’s so much easier to do that when you’re able to. It’s fascinating to think that we’ve hit a point technologically where it’s potentially as easy to edit the pages as it is to edit the script.

NS: That’s absolutely true. But here’s the other interesting thing: I think we’re in a weird time-gap where people who were trained to use analog materials, like me, have gotten access to these weird digital tools – so there’s a combination of ability and tools. But I notice that younger artists seem much more comfortable working quickly and iteratively – they just use the tools better than I do and they’re much faster than I am.

CB: While a bit reductive and not wholly true, something I do notice is a lot of artist I would consider your contemporaries only use digital for certain stages, like just for color and flatting or inking and up. But if you look at the “Tumblr generation” of artists, you see a swathe of amazing color sketches that were digital from the ground up and that’s all they work in. Sometimes you’ll see some of their analog work, but they’ve figured out how to fine tune the digital tools to fit their style that it becomes very cohesive.

NS: The end product is such a result of the tools, there’s no way to do what they do in any other way, whereas what I’m doing is kind of replicating what comics look like back when Moebius was doing them in the ‘70s. A better artist could do what I’m doing now digitally in an analog form. What I’m doing is “hacking my way” toward a finished product that has that level of polish, but I’m doing it sort of the hard way.

CB: Isn’t that the human condition?

NS: Yeah maybe – we’re all trying to rebuild what we saw when we were 13.

CB: That’s creation and memory. I’m fascinated by the idea of what it means to take something from here [motions to temple] and put it somewhere so other people can see it and how do your tools and the “you” of that time affect, muddle, or change the product. With digital, the opportunity is there to be as clear as possible is there, but it’s the tool could enable some distance or change from the original concept.

Reminds me of Nick Drogotta who, up until issue 15 of East of West was working exclusively digital, but people kept asking for original pages so he switched to penciling on paper to accommodate.

NS: Yeah, and there are guys who do the opposite too, right? There are guys who pencil digitally, then ink on printed out pages. I guess you could do it either way.

Do you know who William Stout is?

CB: No, I do not.

NS: He’s an artist who was predominate in the ’70s – I think he did a bunch of Conan stuff and also a bunch of dinosaur drawings that I got super obsessed with. But seeing his work in person, which I have a couple times, he’s the example the resonated the most for me. There’s something about seeing it on the page; the way that the inks and watercolor […] it was like looking at a jewel. I’d seen them in reproduction and thought they were beautiful but seeing them in real life I understood. It has to be made that way because the important thing is not the reproduction – the important thing is this real object.

And certainly the ethos behind Nonplayer from the very beginning was the only thing that’s important is the book at the end – everything is aimed in that direction and there’s no “object”. There’s a part of me that really wants to make the object; there’s a part of me that’d love to have the freedom to take a step away from the way I’m doing things with Nonplayer and try a different approach. Maybe on another book or whatever, because those are skills that I have.

That’s another thing that doesn’t get talked about very much; it’s that people see the way that Nonplayer gets made and they think it’s the way I draw – “this is the only way he draws”. They think I’m a slow, meticulous artist who works digitally and nothing else because they’ve never seen anything else that I’ve done. I think there’s a little bit of selection bias or something happening there where the only reason they’ve heard of me is because that was only book I made that caught peoples’ attention. For instance, as a game artist, I have to work very quickly, very iteratively, and very roughly sometimes.

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Panel from Nonplayer #2

CB: It’s a very small sample to base an opinion off of.

NS: Because that first comic was made at the level of polish it had, all of the others will be have equal to or better than the first one. The second one, by at least some measures, is better. So in a way, I’m locked into that and it’s a pretty rough thing to be locked into. I love working on it, but as an economic proposition, it doesn’t make any sense at all. It doesn’t come close to paying for itself which is why I work on it from the hours of 3AM to 6AM every morning; I have to have a job and a life outside of it.

Sometimes I ask myself if the first comic I had made had been rough, gestural, and quick, it theoretically could have been more financially sustainable, maybe. But would it have gotten anyone’s attention? I might not have, that might not be what people were picking up.

CB: It’s that weird strongly-held belief that artists can only do one style where whatever their working on the time is likely influencing how they draw it. I personally would hazard that most artists at DC and Marvel have the potential for artistic fluidity, but they are working towards specific, recognizable style. Take a look at one of my favorite cartoonists, Boulet – he is able to do so many different kinds of work.

NS: Oh yeah, Moebius was a master of that too, he was all over the place.

CB: Definitely, but his work is always recognizable – I feel he kind of transcended shifts in style.

NS: He was so prolific that if he made something people thought was shitty, the next day he’d make 10 other things.

CB: His speed definitely helped.

NS: This touches on the hot-button topic with issue two coming out; I think there’s a certain amount of…wariness. There’s a certain kind of person who feels like I’ve cheated them in some way and here’s a part of me – a voice inside – that agrees with them. There’s always that little voice inside of me that’s always frustrated with how long this is taking. “Who do I think I am? Who else gets to come out with a #2 four years later and have the temerity to ask people to pay attention to it?” I should be skulking in the darkness, meekly handing it out and scuttle away. But because I’ve put so much time into it, because I’ve been thinking about this for so long, I have no choice but to promote it as hard as I can.

But there are a lot of people who are telling me that everyone else does 12 of these a year and I do 1/48th of one.

CB: I would maybe say that’s a product of, realistically many things but, the oppressive nature of the direct market and the hilarious difference in “creation time” vs “read time”.

NS: We have such a “box office mojo” obsessed culture that we’re having trouble separating the question of comics as an economic engine and a question of comics as a creative pursuit. Making a comic this slowly is a completely losing proposition economically, both for me personally as a creator […] I guess Image makes a little money off of it but it’s barely worth their time. It really doesn’t do much for the retailers – it really doesn’t do much for anybody from a monetary standpoint.

But I’m still doing it in my spare time. It’s getting done. There are gonna be seven of them, two down, 5 to go. I would love to go faster and I would like to find a way to work on this full time and there are some discussion going on about that, but I doubt it’ll ever be financially self-sustaining. It’s just not how it’s gonna go. Does that make it less valid from an artistic standpoint? Assuming this all gets done, assuming I don’t get hit by an asteroid or something, it’ll get done eventually. And when it’s done, it’ll be collected in trade – that big, polished, finished thing – will people factor in the time it took to make it when they make a decision about whether or not they want to buy it? Or, more importantly, when they’re deciding whether or not it’s a good book?

I’m deep in the shit right now, so it’s hard for me to even think that far ahead. I have to remind myself of this every morning at 3AM. “This is worth it because it’s gonna be good in the end.”

CB: That raises an interesting question about the worth of artistic agency. How much is your project “worth” to somebody? I think you’re maybe missing the direction comics can go – for a long time they were driven by the big two, but as other publishers get more of that market share and pushing to have good comics available for every reader possible, you start seeing other shifts.

For instance, Brandon Graham works on a lot of stuff so his solo projects like Multiple Warheads are produced pretty slowly and he shrugs off people giving him flak for it. Of course, he seems to be in a situation where that works for him; having enough going on for it to be okay.

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Pinup for Nonplayer #1 by Brandon Graham.

NS: He’s very self-contained, very charismatic, and doesn’t need anybody’s love.

CB: He doesn’t need anyone’s validation, he don’t need no man.

NS: Yeah, exactly. It just occurred to me […] I sometimes feel sorry for myself – as do others – over how I just can’t get all the time I need to be able to work on this all the time, and that would be great if that happened.  But, in a weird way, the fact that this comic is not my sole source of income gives me much less freedom on the time axis, but a huge amount of freedom on the quality axis that full-time comics artists don’t have because if next month’s rent depends on you getting this book out the door, that’s going to be controlling your artistic decisions. So in a weird way, I have maximum freedom. Especially with the advances in medicine, I don’t have to worry about dying of old age then, you know, I can just keep this going! So it’s both a blessing and a curse.

CB: Something I’m interested in with Nonplayer, from a storytelling perspective is this idea of the hyper-real where you have a possible near future version of our world but within it is still the need for fantasy. I’m curious about this idea of meta-escapism; do you think this kind of story could have been as easily discussed if not for online gaming?

NS: Yeah – it definitely wouldn’t be the same story if there weren’t MMOs. One thing you’ll see in issue two is some of the new characters are the developers that are building that virtual world. So the choice of doing an online game came at least partly from having worked in games; the personalities involved in that whole thing but I think if we somehow managed to skip online gaming and went straight to the metaverse or some sort of cyberpunk version of what the online world is supposed to look like – I think the story would not be the same. The core conceit of the story is that there are two worlds that are, from an atmospheric perspective, very different from one another, but equal.

Jarvath and near-future Los Angeles, in the structure of Nonplayer are completely equal – neither one is more real than the other. That’s just the core conceit of the story.

 

[Interviewer note: Nate and I discussed some concepts that crop up in parts of Nonplayer that aren’t out yet and have been omitted from the transcription.]

 

CB: It sounds like from this and for previous interviews that you have a huge interest in AI and it sounds like that makes its way into Nonplayer.

NS: Oh yeah, there’s this book called Superintelligence by Nick Bostrom that I recommend to everyone. It’s a little dry at the beginning, but then you get into the 100 pages and, well, my brain has exploded so many times reading this book. Broadly speaking, there are two “kinds” of AI that he thinks we may end up developing. One is essentially a human-equivalent AI that is probably developed as a result of us trying to model the way a real human brain works and then evolve it from there.

CB: That makes sense – it’s the only real sentient option we have to currently base off of as we know it.

NS: Right, there is one living template that we can attempt to replicate and yeah, that work is ongoing. We are scanning human brains and attempting to recreate them in a digital matrix: that will happen. However, there are all these other – to my mind more interesting but scarier – things happening where there are forms of essentially alien intelligence that may or may not be evolving and even improving themselves over time and their resemblance to our consciousness is as distant as ours is from an ant. So there’s the potential for these immense intelligences that have nothing in common with us that could be unfathomably dangerous to the existence of humankind. That’s what they [Bostrom] talk about when they talk about the “singularity” – that sort of intelligence having an efflorescence.

Nonplayer has both. In the second issue, I introduce another AI character which is working for this regulatory bureau which is one of the latter category – it’s an alien intelligence that is unbounded in its power, but it’s kept in a cage; a god in a cage whose entire function it to monitor the internet and catch other AIs that are loose. I also have the first kind running so I get to play around with both kinds and I don’t have to pick sides; I can just explore all of it.

To answer your question: AI is of interest to me, yes.

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Cover for Nonplayer #2

CB: I think this links back nicely to how you earlier said that you were “constipated” while trying to create. This looks like a great example of allowing your work to be dated to a specific set of interests and influences you are having during the process of the work; not to make work in a vacuum.

NS: Yeah, absolutely. Also, when people write AIs now, especially for movies, it’s always a monster. It’s always basically a mean human with some extra power. I feel like an honest depiction of a malevolent AI would be so much more deeply horrifying because it’s less like a human and more like a spider or something. I don’t even think it’d be capable of malevolence, specifically because I don’t think it’s going to care about us.

CB: Right, does our potentially limited palette of emotional or social queues even apply to an intelligence that is extremely not human in nature?

NS: I don’t even know if you get to use the work “nature” and that’s where it gets really interesting. We’ll find out if we’re even compatible in 20 to 30 years and I hope it works out for us.

I hope the AI likes Nonplayer. They very well may be the only things to read the final issue.

 

[Interviewer’s Note: I spend more time than is worth transcribing telling Nate about Jonathan Luna and Sarah Vaughn’s Alex + Ada – another fantastic Image title involving AI sentience.]

 

NS: You know, one thing I like about Eric [Stephenson] is that he really has the patience to let a book unfold, even if some books don’t perform that well in issue format, but once they’re collected they can be great.

CB: Yeah, having that be an option in a system that demands certain things upon stories based on a very tight schedule is nice.

NS:  Woe betide the person who has a story that doesn’t fit neatly into the structures that are currently in place.

CB: And inside this structure, it looks like Nonplayer occupies this unique role of the Pariah almost, in certain circles of comics readership.

NS: It’s a target, for sure.

CB: Do you think with the changing climate of comics creation, would this sort of reaction happen again?

NS: I think people are looking at it and consciously or unconsciously, they’re recognizing that it’s economically stupid. Maybe we’re part of a culture that places a lot of emphasis on that, right? Why do we care so much about how much a movie makes on its opening weekend? How is that relevant to anything? I see how it’s relevant to the people who made it, but I don’t see how it should affect what I feel about the movie, but people like to crow over the dead bodies about a failed movie.

I feel there’s a similar impulse with Nonplayer where there’s a little bit of schadenfreude where people just like to see a ship go down. Yeah, I think some people decided that I was lazy; there’s definitely a narrative of laziness there, but I’ve never stopped working on it or maybe I don’t know what the definition of lazy is.

CB: It’s interesting how those narratives around creators get formed. I feel like it was different when it was only letters sections, conventions, and signings, but now everyone has a blog, mailing list, or twitter account to work with.

NS: That’s actually the one thing that saved my bacon; if my book came out in a vacuum – if it just hit the stands one day and no one had any idea who I was, I think it would have vanished immediately. There’s the narrative of the book, but there’s also the narrative of the creation of the book and if I’m being honest I think that most of the people who are supporting Nonplayer are, on some level, supporting the enterprise as much as they’re supporting the book itself. They understand how painful it was to make it and I find, in a lot of cases, that there are people with similar ambitions or projects who empathize with the difficulty of the project.

So, for everyone person who casually shits on the book in a comment thread on Newsarama, there are a lot of people out there who either read my blog or whatever that understand what it is that I’m trying to do and are much more forgiving.

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Panel from Nonplayer #1

CB: Do you think we’re approaching an era more based around creative compassion?

NS: I hope we are! There is the existence of all these crowd-funding stuff so a lot of people keep coming to me to put Nonplayer on Kickstarter or Patreon since it’s not sustainable in the comics market. They ask me why I shouldn’t try to find a way for people to give me their money directly.

Well I have a little experience with Kickstarer through games; if there’s a target on me now, you cannot imagine the size of the target that would be on if I were running a Kickstarter. “Now look at this guy! This lazy ass is coming out, hat in hand, asking for your money directly.”

CB: Do you think that’s a good reason not to do one?

NS: I think it’s actually a bad reason not to do it, but I am definitely conscious of having a target on my back and to ignore that requires maybe more self-confidence than I personally have. Also I don’t know what it would be that I would offer through a Kickstarter – I already sell posters and whatnot. I’m not even sure that having a successful Kickstarter campaign would allow me to work on the book full-time anyway.

Either way, as weird a book as Nonplayer is, there’s no other place and no other time that it could have become a real comic. Eric…really rolled the dice on it.

CB: I’m curious how that happened, how did Nonplayer find its way to Image?

NS: Joe Keatinge. I was posting these pages to my blog that three people read and one day I sent a fan letter to Brandon Graham. I’ve always been a fan of his and sent him a link to some of the images on my blog to show what I was working on. He posted a couple of his images and the day after that Warren Ellis, who apparently read’s Graham’s blog, posted a couple images from it and all of a sudden I had three readers to 3,000 in a week. The internet really make this thing happen. I don’t really remember the whole mechanism, but then I began interacting more frequently with that group of Image creators including Brandon and Justin “Moritat” Norman. Joe was a part of that circle, he was working at Image and he was a big fan of the book and pitched it to Eric on multiple occasions and finally Eric said “well sure, let’s put it out.”

I’m certain he couldn’t have anticipated how long it would take me to get out the second issue, but he knew it wasn’t gonna be monthly. I’m sure he would prefer the book to come out a lot faster than it has because we have to climb a completely new promotional mountain for every one of these issues because there’s no momentum at all. But he stands by the book and he likes the book, I don’t know many other publishers who would be okay with that release cadence.

Even if Nonplayer is never successful financially, I think it’s successful because I’m proud of it. It could sell two copies and I’d still be proud of it.

CB: Yeah, Image is in a really unique gestating place where it’s trying out all kinds of new stuff and who knows where they’ll be in five years.

NS: I don’t know how true these things are because I didn’t hear them directly from the horse’s mouth, but some of the people who have been associated with some of the more recent big successes at Image like Saga or Shutter […] I’ve been hearing that they were “somewhat inspired” to do the projects that they decided to do because of Nonplayer. Obviously their books are coming out monthly so they’ve got something I don’t, but if it’s true, that’s very gratifying. Maybe it served that purpose; to shake something loose or open up a possibility just a little bit in a new direction.

I’ve talked to two or three pretty prominent female artists who weren’t active in 2011 or 2012 who are now a really big deal, and Nonplayer was very high on their list of things that got them excited about what comics could be.

CB: I find that a really great thing and sort of brings me to my last question that we didn’t touch on by accident. Many years from now, when you get your comps of the nice, assuming hardcover of the collected Nonplayer, do you have plans of what’s next?

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Spread from Nonplayer #1

NS: What’s a good intersection to commit seppuku?

I have another project that I’m writing that I expect someone else to draw and I’m very excited about it. That’s another strategy I’m exploring to make it so I can work on comics full-time. If I’m a writer on a book, that takes up two days a week and I can spend four days a week on Nonplayer, which will speed that up immensely. The question, of course, is there any universe where writing a book and drawing another slow book brings in an amount of money similar to what you make in games? The answer’s probably no, but we’ll see.

CB: That’ll be an interesting test of faith to see if people who feel burned on Nonplayer will be willing to pick up a book you’re on.

NS: Yeah, I’d have to have multiple issues in the can before we even pull the trigger and it would have to be a bunch of proven artists, probably multiple artists similar to the way Brandon did Prophet. Many people predict retailer gloom and doom saying no retailer will ever trust me again and all that, but my personal experience has been the opposite. Retailers have really liked Nonplayer, it’s an easy hand sell and they just want more of it, so that’s a good problem to have.

CB: As readership changes, so do the shops, it seems.

NS: Yeah! I love where comic shops are headed. They’re not these back-alley, heavy metal places anymore. They’re getting a lot friendlier, especially to female readers. I may be benefiting on some level from the shift in demographics, my comic is a little more accessible than what was being made when it first came out – now everything’s so much broader. Frankly, Image has been the biggest beneficiary, just look at their market share, it’s crazy.

CB: Thank you very much for your time, Nate.

NS: Thank you.

np - logoNonplayer #2 (APR150542) will be available on JUNE 3RD and can be pre-ordered now.

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15. Week in Review, April 20th-24th

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16. Frank Miller and Brian Azzarello planning THE DARK KNIGHT III: THE MASTER RACE for fall — UPDATED

Always three there are…for many months rumors have been swirling about Frank Miller penning, at least, a third volume in his Dark Knight series, and it’s now been confirmed via the above tweet. It’s the 30th anniversary of the original Dark Knight in 1986 so how better the celebrate than with a NEW DARK KNIGHT!

While Miller’s health has been in question in recent years, we’re told he remains sharp as a tack and eager to take on this project. Given the controversy over his recent Holy Terror, the title—referencing The Master Race—could presage even more controversy.

Brian Azzarello will be the co-writer on the projects, which will come out twice monthly, run for eight issues and start in late fall 2015. The art team has yet to be announced.
 
“Batman remains my favorite comic book hero and a sequel to Dark Knight is going to be daunting,” said Miller, “but we’ll do our best.”
 
“We are thrilled to have Frank back home at DC writing Batman,” according to Dan DiDio and Jim Lee, Co-Publishers for DC Entertainment. “The story he and Brian have crafted is an astounding and triumphant conclusion to this seminal body of work which influenced and shaped generations of readers and creators alike.”
 
According to Azzarello, “It’s been an amazing experience collaborating with Frank these past six months. I think we have an epic story that these characters truly deserve.”
 
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UDPATE: This was announced on a panel at C2E2 by Azzarello, according to CBR:

“For the past six months, I’ve been working with Frank Miller to bring the next chapter in the ‘Dark Knight’ to light,” he said. It’s been humbling. I’ve learned a lot, and I call him sensei. It’s a really, really big project.”

Miller confirmed the news himself via Twitter (his first tweet in three and a half years), releasing promotional art from the story and stating, “I hope that by now my silence is deafening.” In the official press release, DC Comics billed the story as “the epic conclusion of the celebrated ‘The Dark Knight Returns’ saga.”

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17. Flogometer for Juliette—are you compelled to turn the page?

Submissions Needed—none for next week. If you’d like a fresh look at your opening chapter or prologue, please email your submission to me re the directions at the bottom of this post.


The Flogometer challenge: can you craft a first page that compels me to turn to the next page? Caveat: Please keep in mind that this is entirely subjective.

Note: all the Flogometer posts are here.

What's a first page in publishingland? In a properly formatted novel manuscript (double-spaced, 1-inch margins, 12-point type, etc.) there should be about 16 or 17 lines on the first page (first pages of chapters/prologues start about 1/3 of the way down the page). Directions for submissions are below—they include a request to post the rest of the chapter, but that’s optional.

A word about the line-editing in these posts: it’s “one-pass” editing, and I don’t try to address everything, which is why I appreciate the comments from the FtQ tribe. In a paid edit, I go through each manuscript three times.

Mastering front 100WshadowBefore you rip into today’s submission, consider this checklist of first-page ingredients from my book, Mastering the Craft of Compelling Storytelling. While it's not a requirement that all of these elements must be on the first page, they can be, and I think you have the best chance of hooking a reader if they are.

Download a free PDF copy here.

Were I you, I'd examine my first page in the light of this list before submitting to the Flogometer. I use it on my own work.

A First-page Checklist

  • It begins connecting the reader with the protagonist
  • Something is happening. On a first page, this does NOT include a character musing about whatever.
  • What happens is dramatized in an immediate scene with action and description plus, if it works, dialogue.
  • What happens moves the story forward.
  • What happens has consequences for the protagonist.
  • The protagonist desires something.
  • The protagonist does something.
  • There’s enough of a setting to orient the reader as to where things are happening.
  • It happens in the NOW of the story.
  • Backstory? What backstory? We’re in the NOW of the story.
  • Set-up? What set-up? We’re in the NOW of the story.
  • What happens raises a story question—what happens next? or why did that happen?

Caveat: a strong first-person voice with the right content can raise powerful story questions and create page turns without doing all of the above. A recent submission worked wonderfully well and didn't deal with five of the things in the checklist.


Juliette sends the prologue and first chapter of a novel, title unknown. The full narrative is after the break.

Prologue:

A bump in the road jarred Francisca awake. Apart from the soldier driving, she counted four mounted soldiers in front and two following them. Four women accompanied her in the rickety cart. Yesterday there had been five.

A week ago, when the French had chased them from the Battle of Renty, there were close to a thousand Spanish soldiers and dozens of carts of women who fled along with the Emperor’s forces. After a few days retreating with the troop, her group had fallen behind and turned toward the east. Soon it was apparent they would not be rejoining the others.

A rail from the cart stabbed into her side. She turned slightly and rubbed the ropes that bound her hands on the rusted iron rail. Afraid a light of hope might shine in her eyes and betray her, she lowered her head.

A small town came into view. Francisca overheard the soldiers discussing food. “I’m starved, we could—”

“We cannot attack the whole town. There will be a house or farm on the outskirts. You can wait.”

As the group plodded along, townspeople stepped into the street to watch them pass.

Were you compelled to turn Juliette's first page?

The writing is good and will get better with work, and the story questions raised here—why is Francisca bound and what will happen to her, will she escape—were good enough to get me to turn the page to see more. I do think it could be stronger if the reason for the light of hope were more clear--show us that the rope is fraying and that she's close to having her hands free.

Chapter 1:

Thirty years later

Le Petit-Courty

Vacquenoux, Salm

Catherine pushed the oil-soaked skin aside and peered out the window of the loft. The sun had not yet risen above the pines on the mountain, but promised a hot day.

“Hurry along now daughter, the birds are eating them all.”

“Coming, Mama.”

She hung her old chemise on the hook, carefully covering it with a heavy shawl, and climbed down the ladder.

“The pails are there,” her mother nodded toward the table.

“All right,” Catherine grumbled and grabbed the pails. When she turned, she stumbled over her half-naked baby sister who dashed past her with her older sister, Anne, in hot pursuit. Anne had just changed the baby’s wet clout when the child squirmed away and took off, giggling toothlessly.

“Watch where you are going!” Anne grumbled. “She is just a baby.”

“You should be minding her,” Catherine snapped.

Were you compelled to turn the chapter's first page?

Well, we left Francisca in a tense situation, and I was reluctant to leave her. Now she seems to be gone and we’re with another character altogether. As for what happens in the chapter opening, well, the character gets out of bed and is told to do chores. Not a lot of tension here, this is pretty much set-up (and four valuable lines of page 1 were taken up with time and location that could have been done more efficiently). No turn on this part for me, I’d rather know what happened to Francisca.

Comments, please?

For what it’s worth.

Ray

Submitting to the Flogometer:

Email the following in an attachment (.doc, .docx, or .rtf preferred, no PDFs):

  1. your title
  2. your complete 1st chapter or prologue plus 1st chapter
  3. Please include in your email permission to post it on FtQ.
  4. Note: I’m adding a copyright notice for the writer at the end of the post. I’ll use just the first name unless I’m told I can use the full name.
  5. Also, please tell me if it’s okay to post the rest of the chapter so people can turn the page.
  6. And, optionally, include your permission to use it as an example in a book on writing craft if that's okay.
  7. If you’re in a hurry, I’ve done “private floggings,” $50 for a first chapter.
  8. If you rewrite while you wait for your turn, it’s okay with me to update the submission.

Were I you, I'd examine my first page in the light of the first-page checklist before submitting to the Flogometer.

Flogging the Quill © 2015 Ray Rhamey, story © 2015 Juliette

The full narrative:

How It All Began

 August, 1554

France

A bump in the road jarred Francisca awake. Apart from the soldier driving, she counted four mounted soldiers in front and two following them. Four women accompanied her in the rickety cart. Yesterday there had been five.

A week ago, when the French had chased them from the Battle of Renty, there were close to a thousand Spanish soldiers and dozens of carts of women who fled along with the Emperor’s forces. After a few days retreating with the troop, her group had fallen behind and turned toward the east. Soon it was apparent they would not be rejoining the others.

A rail from the cart stabbed into her side. She turned slightly and rubbed the ropes that bound her hands on the rusted iron rail. Afraid a light of hope might shine in her eyes and betray her, she lowered her head.

A small town came into view. Francisca overheard the soldiers discussing food. “I’m starved, we could—”

“We cannot attack the whole town. There will be a house or farm on the outskirts. You can wait.”

As the group plodded along, townspeople stepped into the street to watch them pass. (snip)Francisca felt the gaze of the onlookers, but no one stepped forward to help. No one ever did. She ignored the unintelligible shouts and continued fraying the rope on the rusted iron.

“I wonder what they are shouting,” Francisca asked.

“Be quiet! They will beat you,” the woman beside her whispered.

Francisca was much younger than the other women on the cart were, only fifteen. Maybe they would look out for her now that her mother... Tears filled her eyes when she recalled the prior day when her mother sat beside her on the cart. Today, that seat was empty.

Not long after leaving town, the soldiers gathered. She heard the commander say, “Up there.”

As the mounted soldiers galloped toward a farm, the cart driver cracked the whip trying to keep up. A rock wrenched the cart violently to the side, snapping Francisca’s frayed binding. She could scarcely breathe as she stared at her freed hands. Amidst the clamor of hooves and rattle of the cart, the driver did not hear the other women gasp. One whispered, “Untie me.”

 Francisca tried to loosen the binding, but the ride was too rough. “I can’t get it! I’m sorry!”

“Forget it. Send someone for us. Save yourself now, run!”

“I will. I will tell them.”

Another said, “They will kill you.”

 “After what happened yesterday, I have nothing to live for,” Francisca replied as she slid off the back of the wagon. She crouched down. The dust billowing from the dirt path gave her cover. Her heart pounded as she ran to the heavy underbrush behind the house and peeked around a tree. Screams swept over the mountain as two peasant boys ran for their lives with a soldier rapidly gaining on them. Two swings of his blade, a torrent of blood, and the soldier stood alone. Francisca held her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming.

An old woman stepped out of the house, saw the carnage, and rushed back inside. A moment later, Francisca watched the woman drop a toddler out of the window an instant before two soldiers entered the cabin. The little girl stood, took a few wobbly steps, and fell. Her wails pierced the air. Francisca stared at the child.

When the old woman screamed, Francisca took a deep breath, sprung from her hiding place, grabbed the toddler, and flew back to the cover of the thicket. Keeping her hand over the crying child’s mouth, she folded the child inside her tunic and hid under leaves and branches.

There, she waited until nightfall.

 

CHAPTER 1

 

Thirty years later

Le Petit-Courty

Vacquenoux, Salm

 

Catherine pushed the oil-soaked skin aside and peered out the window of the loft. The sun had not yet risen above the pines on the mountain, but promised a hot day.

“Hurry along now daughter, the birds are eating them all.”

“Coming, Mama.”

She hung her old chemise on the hook, carefully covering it with a heavy shawl, and climbed down the ladder.

“The pails are there,” her mother nodded toward the table.

“All right,” Catherine grumbled and grabbed the pails. When she turned, she stumbled over her half-naked baby sister who dashed past her with her older sister, Anne, in hot pursuit. Anne had just changed the baby’s wet clout when the child squirmed away and took off, giggling toothlessly.

“Watch where you are going!” Anne grumbled. “She is just a baby.”

“You should be minding her,” Catherine snapped.

“Mama, Catherine is wearing her good chemise,” Anne tattled. “You will ruin it with berry stains. Change into your old one.”

“Stop minding me! That chemise is too tight and too hot to wear today. Besides, why are you staying home? You should be helping,” Catherine added with an impish smile.

“I need Anne to watch Beatrix and do some spinning,” her mother replied.

“She always has an excuse,” Catherine interrupted. “What about Joseph?”

“You are questioning your mama?” Francisca interrupted with a scornful glance.

“No, mémé,” Catherine mumbled to her grandmother. She climbed into the loft she shared with her brothers and sisters, the girls on one side and boys on the other. Each side contained one large straw mattress and a trunk the siblings shared. After removing her apron, kirtle, and bodice, Catherine ripped the shawl from the hook and threw it on the trunk. She changed into her old chemise, and hung the new one on the hook, muttering under her breath. “I am fifteen years old now. Why do I have to listen to Anne?”

She climbed down, grabbed her pails, and hurried out the door.

Catherine loved the outdoors and enjoyed picking raspberries. Rather, she loved the solitude she enjoyed while picking them. She could spend the rest of the morning and the whole afternoon by herself, without her older sister tattling on her or telling her what to do. Catherine was just the opposite of Anne, who worried about bugs and getting dirty. On second thought, she was glad to be alone.

She climbed the mountainside, following the path through the vast tracts of ancient pines and hardwood forests until she reached the clearing. Tall grass and honeysuckle covered the slope and perfumed the air. She left the path and made her way through waist-high weeds toward the berry patch. Dew still clung to the plump, ripe orbs as she picked and dropped them into her wooden pail. Many were ripe already, but this would be her task for the next several weeks as the red ones changed from purple to black. She tasted a couple, relishing the sweetness.

After picking for a couple of hours, perspiration began to creep down her armpits to her ribs. Her linen chemise prickled her flesh as the sun rose above the trees, and beat down on her. She was still angry with Anne for tattling and regretted wearing this old chemise. It was too tight and grew increasingly uncomfortable, squeezing her growing bosom. Millions of thorns tugged at her skirts and pricked her fingers. She began to detest picking berries.

Someday, she would not have to do such menial tasks. Someday, she would have children of her own who would pick the berries, do the garden work, and carry the water. She thought of a pair of emerald eyes that had been filling her dreams of late. She had noticed the young man the last time she accompanied her papa delivering goods to the inn owned by her mother’s sister, Tante Jeanne and her husband, Oncle Bastien.

Under a large wooden replica of a rearing white horse, the Auberge du Cheval Blanc stood right across the street from the stables owned by the La Goutte de Paradis family. The coach connecting Strasbourg to Lorraine’s capital city, Nancy, stopped at the stable twice a day to relay fresh horses. The inn was always lively with travelers from the coach and Catherine could occasionally hear their conversations in different dialects or sometimes even different languages. She enjoyed seeing unusual types of clothing or hairstyles, or pretending she was a traveler just passing through town.

Her Tante always brought her through the back into the kitchen, spoiling her with a cake or sweet drink. That last time they had arrived a little late, and despite her pleas, her papa ordered her to wait on the cart. There would be too many drunks in the auberge, he told her.

After her papa had taken his goods around the corner, a young man fell through the front door of the inn and crashed into the side of their horse. She grabbed the reins to keep the startled animal from bolting or sidestepping right onto his chest.

The man did not look like a peasant or even a local bourgeoisie. His thin, wiry frame appeared out of place among the strong, hearty peasants of Vacquenoux. He wore an ornate velvet doublet and leather jerkin, with matching knickers extending just below his knees, tight fitting hose, and shoes with heels. His curly, jet-black hair was longer than the local fashion. His skin, a strange golden color contrasted the brightest green eyes she had ever seen. Oh, those eyes … angelic, soft, dancing, playing with the light.

He picked himself off the ground, winked at her, and whispered, “Merci, Mademoiselle,” then he simply turned and disappeared into the auberge. She felt those eyes upon her during the day and had fallen asleep most nights dreaming of his beautiful green eyes gazing into hers.

Ouille!” She pricked her finger on a thorn, startling her attention back to the berries. She sucked it until the bleeding stopped. The sun continued to beat down on her unmercifully. Her undersized chemise was now soaking wet with perspiration. Finally, she filled the second pail.

Instead of heading home, she carried the pails down the embankment and sat on a large piece of sandstone next to her favorite spot, a natural swimming hole. She took off her shoes and dipped her feet in the current. Le Petit-Courty, the stream that flowed through their farm, created a deep pool here, where it flowed into the larger stream, Le Grand-Courty. Sometimes, she would sit, watching the burbling brook dancing over the rocks on its way to the Framont River. In some places, the dense canopy above opened and dappled sunlight flashed on the water, cooling, inviting. So calm and clear, she could see tadpoles and minnows swimming along the edge. She closed her eyes. Enveloped in peacefulness, the only sound was the water splashing off the rocks.

Who would know if she took off her partlet and apron, rolled up her kirtle and gown, and waded out a few feet? Before she could talk herself out of it, Catherine’s clothes lay on a pile on the rock, and she wore only her cramped chemise. She tiptoed into the waist-deep stream and dunked herself under the water. Her long, dark tresses came undone, and she flung them over her shoulder, letting the cool water trickle down her back. Oh, what a relief, she sighed to herself.

After crouching in the water for a few minutes of blissful relaxation, she thought she heard something. Oh no! She had carelessly waded to the opposite side of the stream. Her clothes were out of reach. She was sure now: the sound was the pounding of hooves. Someone approached her, fast. She ran through the waist-deep pond as imaginary hands held her back and jagged rocks stabbed her feet. In her haste, she stepped on a slippery, moss-covered rock and fell awkwardly into the water.

Catherine coughed out a mouthful of water and pushed her hair from her face. Nicolas de La Goutte de Paradis, that irritating boy who lived on the mountain above the stable and forge, was laughing at her. Actually, every time Catherine saw him, he was laughing, but she could never see anything funny. He was shirtless and covered from head to toe in black dust. His shoulders and ribs appeared a size too large, as if his bones grew faster than his skin, and his dark hair was tousled and unruly.

“What in the world are you doing, sneaking up on me?”

“My papa and I went to the charcoal fields this morning. Papa continued home and said that I could take a dip to rinse all this coal dust off me. Those white clothes caught my eye, and I could not tell what they were, so I came to get a better look.”

Catherine furiously stood, pointed at him, and shouted, “You scared me half to death!” Her soaking wet, too-small chemise clung to her body. Nicolas inhaled and his expression changed immediately. He stared at her. When she realized how see-through her tight, wet linen appeared, Catherine tried to cover herself with her hands and then squatted down in the water. Fury boiled in her eyes, and she shouted, “Stop staring at me, you fool! Get out of here!”

“I was not staring! It was, uh, simply the way my eyes were pointing. You have nothing to see anyway,” Nicolas said, as he swung his horse around and trotted up the stream.

Blushing to her roots, Catherine waded across the stream and crawled out of the water, mumbling to herself. Anne is so high and mighty… she is only a few years older than I am, but she thinks she is my mother… this stupid chemise, Nicolas… so childish, ridiculous! She laughed aloud at the thought.

Her reflections shifted to the golden-skinned man she had seen in town. He was mature and sophisticated. What if he found her here, dressed like this? What would she say to him? Surely, her nearly naked figure would not embarrass him the way it had that oaf, Nicolas. She remembered the stranger’s emerald eyes, and shivers flushed down her spine. The sun had disappeared behind a cloud, a cool wind picked up, and suddenly, she was cold. She dressed and arranged her hair quickly, grabbed her pails, and hurried home.

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Nicolas continued chuckling to himself as he trotted down the stream toward Vacquenoux. After a few minutes, the charcoal dust in his hair became itchy. He could not stand it any longer, and as soon as he found a place in the stream deep enough, he leaped into the water. Catherine had chased him out of the best swimming hole in the stream.

He put his hands behind his head and relaxed in the water, remembering Catherine’s fiery silver eyes. He could almost hear her voice again, calling him a fool, the ire adding a touch of color to her cheeks. Her dark brows furrowed together above thick black lashes. Her long dark hair shone all about her on the sunlit water, the curve of her body completely visible under her wet chemise.

She had some nerve, shouting at him. He had done nothing wrong! How could he possibly have known she was swimming almost naked? He smiled again. He liked her spirit. He had noticed those sparkling eyes before, not on Catherine but her sister.

Of all the girls in Vacquenoux, Anne was the most beautiful. The sisters looked a lot alike, but Anne’s features were more refined, her cheekbones slightly higher, her lips a little fuller, her hair the color of ripened rye. She carried herself with dignity and self-assuredness, like a fine lady. When the two girls walked together, one could not help but have his gaze drawn to Anne. He could empathize with Catherine, though, because he lived in the shadow of his brother, who was so tall nobody could see past him.

Nicolas took a deep breath, filling his lungs. It felt good. He rarely had an afternoon off, and he would not allow Catherine spoil it for him. At the forge, he shoveled the charcoal. Filthy, dirty work, but necessary for the fire to stay hot enough to shape the metal. As his papa’s apprentice, he had been shoveling for about four years, ever since he had turned twelve years old.

In a few months, he would be living with his brother in Framont and working as a journeyman blacksmith. He was not sure if he liked that prospect. He remembered when his brother had left for the forge and how he complained of the hard work and long hours. Most boys never attained the rank of master, remaining journeymen their entire lives. No matter what the future held for him, he was determined to make his papa as proud of him as he was of his brother.

Now, as he floated on the water, his thoughts drifted back to Catherine, those sparkling silver eyes and long dark hair. Her wet chemise left nothing to the imagination. He had never seen a practically naked woman before today.

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18. OSCAR Needs a Friend - a Tasmanian Devel with a SECRET.


OSCAR Needs a Friend
Is my latest Picture Book

AND YES
 It is my FIRST PB that is NOT in rhyme!


Wonderfully talented Ioana Zdralea is again working
on the fun illustrations.


Oscar has a SECRET. . . Can you guess what it is?


Below are some illustrations that might help
you guess what his secret is about.


Illo #1 sketches--plus the finished illo.


#1- FINISHED
 


 Illo  #3 - full page spread


 ILLO #5 - full page spread



COMING SOON

I only hope you love the story as much as I know you
will love Ioana's delightful art work


There will be 12 illustrations + the cover.

I am excited about launching this book in a few months--
when the illos are completed.

It will be in Soft Cover and Kindle Pop-Up
  (the same as Dreamtime Man)

Kindle Kids POP-UP  Books
are a great way to add extra fun or information.
Just tap the screen, and a small information screen pops up--
like Magic!




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Books for Kids - FREE Skype Author Visits
Manuscript Critiques


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19. Confessions of a Former Troll

Troll2At the dawn on the internet, I was kicked off the internet.

I’m guessing it was 1991. I was probably 14. My father was the earliest of early adopters and for years there had been a modem hissing through our phone lines. Email and online forums were new frontiers for us, however. So when we were enticed to give them a try compliments of CompuServe, we jumped at the chance. Oh mighty mighty CompuServe, the only game in town during the George H. W. Bush era. My family signed up for a single account because that’s all we needed. One log-in and email address to access kilobyte-upon-kilobyte of text!

I’m not sure when I found out about the forums, but as a seasoned prank-phone-caller, I immediately saw their appeal. I could chat up strangers. More specifically, I could needle strangers. I could pretend to be someone else, and I didn’t even have to change my voice. I could deceive and outwit people. It was the outwitting that really hooked me. Outwitting was addictive. Because it was a form of winning.

The forums were heavily moderated and had clear policies, even back then. No harassment, no insults, no foul language. In the beginning, I abided by those rules, even while taking on different personas, even though my goal was always to enrage and provoke. To outwit. To win.

I must note: I was a dabbler. Most of my time was still spent on school, the outdoors, TV and video games. I’d only log on when I was hanging out with a friend or my brother, because I viewed this as a spectator sport. Like a prank phone call, it was no fun to perform alone. In fact, doing such things alone seemed more than a little sad. Online anonymity was essential, but at the same time, someone else had to know about my winning.

As far as I recall, nobody used the term “troll” back then. That’s clearly what I was, though. I probably would’ve claimed, “I’m just playing devil’s advocate,” something people still claim with shocking regularity. Of course, playing devil’s advocate in the faceless world of the internet is akin to walking down the street and yelling insults at strangers. Without any context, you can never be some theoretical advocate. You will always be the devil himself.

Thankfully, I wasn’t the devil for long. I was warned by a moderator for pushing the boundaries of their policies, so I pushed them even further by calling someone a “crack baby.” The moderator immediately suspended the account. Now remember, my family had just the one account and CompuServe ran the show. So my actions basically banned us all from the internet.

My parents were not pleased. We had to wait until AOL came onto the scene almost a year later to get back online. By that time, I was either too ashamed or too busy to resume the trolling. Probably the latter.

***

I finished high school. I went to college. I played devil’s advocate in dark dorm rooms with friends who always knew when I was pushing buttons merely for the sake of pushing buttons. Feelings were rarely hurt and when they were, apologies followed. My online life at that time consisted exclusively of occasional emailing and visits to IMDB. Usenet newsgroups were popular then, but I didn’t bother with them because most of the people I knew didn’t bother with them.

That was about 20 years ago.

These days, I (and most of the people I know) spend an excessive amount of time online. I can excuse some of it as work, but certainly not all of it. Especially the hours I spend in comments sections. Yes, I have read the comments…far too many times. And yes, I have contributed to the comments…and regretted it every time.

Because whenever I comment, I feel myself turning into that 14-year-old boy. Of course, I try not to be a troll. I try to employ logic and compassion. I convince myself that I’m there to pacify the trolls, to reason with them. This is “feeding” them, of course. But it’s also feeding me. That addiction to outwitting–to winning–always surfaces. And it’s all-consuming.

Good ol’ science has proven that if an addiction takes hold of you early in life then it’s harder to beat. I’m lucky. Trolling in my formative years was a brief affair. We can thank that CompuServe moderator who slapped the addictive substance from my hand. And yet, I can’t imagine if I had been born just ten or fifteen years later. I would never have been kicked off the internet. The very notion of that is absolutely laughable now. Odds are, I’d probably be an adult man, lurking online somewhere, fixing to be vile.

Of course, plenty of people can dip in and out of online worlds without consequence. Just like plenty of people can enjoy a glass of wine without downing a bottle or two. But many can’t and like all addictions, trolling can be affected by your environment. If you hang out with smokers, then you are more likely to smoke. If most of your social interactions play out in comment sections and on social media, then you are more likely to troll. No brainer, really.

So what are today’s young trolls-in-making to do? Even for disadvantaged kids, it’s nearly impossible to step away from the online world. They don’t have the luxury that I had.

And yet, they have a perspective I didn’t. They can see the hurt they’ve caused, because people are being more vocal than ever about the hurt. I suspect that many of the trolls are probably ashamed of the hurt. Sure, there are sadists among them who get off on the hurt, but I suspect that most are getting off on the outwitting, on that addiction to winning. The hurt is an unpleasant bi-product, something they try their best to deny.

I don’t know if I hurt someone when I called him/her a “crack baby,” but I realize long ago that I wasn’t particularly witty. I certainly didn’t win anything. So while I’m not going to take sympathy on the trolls out there, particularly the ones who have moved from provocation into the despicable world of harassment, I am going to make a suggestion to the young ones.

Print out some of the very best comments you’ve left anonymously online. Hand them to your parents or to the person you have a crush on. Tell them that these are your trolling masterpieces, the things you are most proud of in your life.

That is, if you are proud of them. If you aren’t, well, then perhaps there are better ways to spend your time.

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20. Heart-warming ANZAC Picture Books

ROLY the Anzac Donkey, by Glyn Harper illustrated by Jenny Cooper (Puffin)


If you've read 'Simpson and his Donkey' you'll know about an Australian soldier's work rescuing the wounded with the aid of his donkey in Gallipoli.  It's a gorgeous tale and now considered a classic. There have been several versions - the latest being Mark Greenwood's book published by Walker Books in 2009. Over the years I had heard that New Zealand stretcher bearers used donkeys too.  Military Historian Glyn Harper has uncovered one of those stories and we now have a true New Zealand story about a soldier and his donkey.

Glyn tells the story in Roly, the donkey's voice.  On the opening page we're introduced to Roly and he tells us he hasn't always worked on a farm (shown in the background illustrations), he once worked in Gallipoli helping rescue soldiers who had been hurt in battle.  Glyn most likely started the story this way to reassure young children - the donkey makes it.  This will help sensitive children not feel anxious for the donkey while they're listening to the story being read to them. It's a gentle opening for the story. It's needed because the following pages jump into a hard time for the donkey.

Through words and pictures we find out that Roly grew up on a Greek farm until English soldiers captured and loaded him onto a ship destined for Gallipoli. Unfortunately for Roly his first driver was cruel. He made Rory work long hours carrying heavy loads, gave him little food and water, and beat him. One day Roly escaped but returns when he's hungry and misses the other donkeys. On his journey back he meets a man who changes his life for the better.

Glyn does not try to romanticise Rory's work in Gallipoli. He carries soldiers whose blood sometimes trickles down his back, and they have to run for it when there is fire charging back and forth. It's important children grow up realising war is not one big adventure and shooting guns is fun. But juxtaposed with this realistic story are the warm illustrations that show the love between animal and human. If you've owned a dog you'd recognise the look that Rory shows for Richard - it's utter adoration, and Jenny Cooper has captured it so expertly.

Rory and Richard's heart warming tale, Glyn's excellent storytelling abilities, and Jenny's stunning illustrations make this a winner for children (and adults). It's a story that won't just come out during ANZAC celebrations, it will be read all year round. Highly recommended for home, school and public libraries.

ISBN: 9780143506638 RRP $19.99

Other Glyn Harper ANZAC stories illustrated by Jenny Cooper you will also want to read are:

Le Quesnoy: The Story of the Town New Zealand Saved (Puffin)

Jim's Letters (Puffin)

Other ANZAC stories:

The ANZAC Puppy by Peter Millett, illustrated by Trish Bowles (Scholastic)

The Red Poppy by David Hill, illustrated by Fifi Colston (Scholastic)

Caesar the ANZAC Dog by Patricia Stroud, illustrated by Bruce Potter (Scholastic)

ANZAC Day - The New Zealand Story by Philippa Werry (New Holland)

Best Mates by Philippa Werry, illustrated by Bob Kerr (New Holland)

The Last ANZAC by Gordon Winch, illustrated by Harriet Bailey

Meet the ANZACs by Claire Saxby, illustrated by Max Berry (Random House)

Meet Werry Dunlop by Claire Saxby, illustrated by Jeremy Lord (Random House)

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21. Hausfrau

A scorching character study, along with an examination of infidelity and modern-day ennui, Hausfrau exposes the ease of deceit, the disregard for compassion, and the stifling boredom that can so easily consume. Anna, an American living in Switzerland with her husband and three children, is utterly disengaged from her colorless life. Capricious and erratic, Anna moves from [...]

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22. New Adult Fiction Genre - Contemporary Romance - #WriteTip



There is a new genre emerging..."New Adult" fiction for older teens aka college-aged readers. You never stop growing up, but little in the market seems to address the coming-of-age that also happens between the ages of Nineteen to Twenty-six. Life changes drastically once high school is over, you have college, first jobs, first internships, first adult relationships…

Part of the appeal of NA is that the storylines are about characters who are taking on adult responsibilities for the first time without guidance from their parents. And the storylines generally have a heavy romance element. 

Keep this in mind as you revise your wonderful story, New Adult books are mostly about that specific time in every person's life—the time when the apron strings are cut from your parents, you no longer have a curfew, you're experiencing the world for the very first time, in most cases, with innocent eyes. New Adult is this section of your life where you discover who you want to be, what you want to be, and what type of person you will become. This time defines you. This is the time of firsts, the time where you can't blame your parents for your own bad choices. 


An NA character has to take responsibility for their own choices and live with the consequences. Most storylines are about twenty-something (18 to 26) characters living their own lives without any parents breathing down their necks, and learning to solve things on their own as they would in real life. New Adult fiction focuses on switching gears, from depending on our parents to becoming full-fledged, independent adults.

I am a firm believer that if you’re going to write a certain genre that you should read it, too. So I’m going to recommend that you start devouring NA novels to get a real sense and understanding of the genre before you write one.

Here are some great recommendations: https://www.goodreads.com/genres/new-adult-romance and http://www.goodreads.com/genres/new-adult and https://www.goodreads.com/shelf/show/new-adult-romance
 

Just as YA is fiction about teens discovering who they are as a person, New Adult (NA) is fiction about building your own life as an actual adult. As older teen readers discover the joy of the Young Adult genres, the New Adult—demand may increase. This, in turn, would give writers the chance to explore the freedom of a slightly older protagonist (over the age of 18 and out of high school, like the brilliant novel, "BEAUTIFUL DISASTER" by the amazing talents of author, Jamie McGuire) while addressing more adult issues that early 20-year-olds must face.

Older protagonists (basically, college students) are surprisingly rare; in a panel on YA literature at Harvard’s 2008 Vericon, City of Bones author talked about pitching her novel, then about twenty-somethings, as adult fiction. After several conversations, Clare realized she had to choose between adults and teens. She went with teens.

Quote from the publisher, St. Martin’s Press: We are actively looking for great, new, cutting edge fiction with protagonists who are slightly older than YA and can appeal to an adult audience. Since twenty-somethings are devouring YA, St. Martin’s Press is seeking fiction similar to YA that can be published and marketed as adult—a sort of an “older YA” or “new adult.” In this category, they are looking for spunky but not stupid, serious but not dull, cutting-edge, supernatural stories.

Quote from Georgia McBride, author (Praefatio) and founder of #YALitChat and publisher at Month9Books: "New Adult is a fabulous idea in theory, and authors seem to be excited about it. But in a world where bookstores shelf by category, to them, it is either  Adult or Young Adult. Some booksellers even call their YA section “teen.” And when you have a character who is over a certain age (19 seems to be the age most consider the start of New Adult), it is received as Adult. In some cases, the designation by publishers causes more confusion than not.
Let’s face it, YA is associated with teens, and at 19, most no longer consider themselves teens. So, it would support the theory of placing these “New Adult” titles in the Adult section. However, with the prevalence of eBook content, it would seem that the powers that be could easily create a New Adult category if they really wanted to...."

There’s also a list on goodreads of New Adult book titles. These books focus on college age characters, late teens to early twenties, transitioning into the adult world.

Some popular authors of the NA category include:
  • Jamie McGuire
  • Jessica Park
  • Tammara Webber
  • Steph Campbell
  • Liz Reinhardt
  • Abbi Glines
  • Colleen Hoover 
  • Sherry Soule
http://www.wattpad.com/story/29486760-irresistible-mistake-new-adult-romantic-suspense


Would you buy New Adult books? 
Does the genre appeal to you? 

Does it sound better than YA (teen novels)? 
 
Or are you happy with YA as it stands?

Do you consider YA to include characters that are over the age of eighteen? 
 

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23. PrIncess KIM- Announcing NJ Show!


 Mile Square Theatre and Hoboken Children's Theater Presents
Princess K.I.M The Musical  
(TYA 1 hour Storybook Version)
Saturdays  May 16 thru June 27  10:00AM and 1:00PM
14th and Clinton St.  Hoboken, NJ  07030
(Online tickets to be posted soon.)
See Information on BOTH SPRING SHOWS 
New Jersey and California

by clicking the SHOWS LINK above.



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24. Gathering


It's Friday -- jazz hands!

And I've just finished restocking my Etsy shop -- there's a few new prints over there, including this woodland maid.

Happy Weekend!

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25. Reasons Why You Shouldn't Join Twitter (the unlearning experience)

So, I would say I'm a pretty connected librarian, and I definitely will say my professional Twitter account has really taught me a lot.  Not only have a learned SO MUCH, but it has also helped me connect with colleagues, authors, and libraries; be a voice for the librarian in a chat room full of teachers and administrators; and allows me to share my passions.

With that in mind, I'm dedicating this blog post to some of the best things I've tweeted, learned about, and connected with since January 2015.  This is just a sampling and if you like the taste of this tech piece of chocolate, you really should think about joining in :)


What I've learned from others (Jan 2015-present):



Things I've Shared (Jan 2015-present:






My three favorite Twitter chats:
#readYAlit (of course!) It happens once a month and is all about young adult literature.  Not just titles, but more meaty topics about YA lit.  Topics like sexual violence in YA lit to revamped dystopia/author chat to unreliable characters in YA lit are discussed.  And yes, there are tweet chat where it's all about readers'choice of excellent YA books too.  It really helps me keep updated on new books and really helps with my ordering list!

#eduality  happens every Monday night, and I wish that evening was free, but alas!  I can't always join this one.  But when I do, I LOVE IT.  This is a no holds barred chat about education...the good, the bad and everything in between.  The chats are also very thought provoking as well.  Questions like, "If you could put something from today's world of ed in a time capsule to make sure in 100 yrs it is valued, what would it be?" The other tweets this anonymous Twitterer writes are hilariously true!

#txeduchat is on Sundays weekly and if nothing else, I love to be involved and to learn from teachers and administrators from around the state and the different ways districts in Texas are doing innovative things.  There is nothing like "hometown" connections, and this chat, although not one specifically for librarians, is perfect for the teacher side of this librarian.

Lurking, tipping your toes in the water, or doing a freefall into Twitterdom...it's all good! Hope to see you on the flip side!




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