Book trailer for my fantasy novel “The Scorpions of Zahir” – created by Madison Meyer of M2 Productions

Book trailer for my fantasy novel “The Scorpions of Zahir” – created by Madison Meyer of M2 Productions
Book trailer for my upcoming book “The Scorpions of Zahir,” created by M2 Productions. A second trailer will follow on the book’s pub date, July 10, 2012.
“The Scorpions of Zahir” started with a journey. In the summer of ’98 I traveled with my husband Peter and our two teenage sons to Morocco. We didn’t encounter giant scorpions, attacking desert warrior tribes or planets hurtling toward earth, but the experience was seared deep into my memory: the heat and dust, the exotic colors and smells, the frenetic pace of Marrakech. Most haunting of all was the Sahara, where we traveled by camel and camped overnight in the desert. As our journey progressed, I became intrigued by the idea of how the desert changes
you.
So I created an “alternate family” – the Pyms – who make a similar journey to Morocco. Zagora Pym, eleven years old, has one burning desire: to go to the Sahara and find the half-buried desert city of Zahir. When her father, Dr. Pym, receives a mysterious letter from a friend who’s been missing ten years and claims to be in the desert near Zahir, Zagora gets her chance. She sets off with her dad and older brother Duncan, who’s nerdy, squeamish and obsessed with astronomy – and who definitely doesn’t want to spend his summer vacation in Morocco.
I sent the Pyms on the same route that my family took in Morocco, beginning with the night train from Tangiers to Marrakech – a mysterious, frenetic city – where we spent a few days, then rented a car and drove over the High Atlas (the highest mountain range in Northern Africa), stopping at a cafe in the Tizi n’ Tiki Pass where we met Mohammed, a Moroccan boy who invited us to his family’s house. We continued south, into the Draa Valley, ending up in a dusty town called Agdz, where we dined with Mohammed’s family. The following day we drove to the edge of the Sahara, to Mhamid, barely more than a desert oasis, where we bartered for camels and started our trek into the desert.
Zagora is a combination of my favorite childhood heroines – Pippi Longstocking, Meg Murry, Jo March – and she grows braver and more determined the farther she goes into the desert. The desert changes not only her, but also Duncan and the two Moroccan kids, Mina and Razziq, whom they meet along the way.
I write fantasy for middle-graders because that was the age when I was most excited about books. Reading was like a journey to the desert, filled with danger, mystery and adventure. That’s why I hope my books will spark the imaginations of young readers, transporting them from the everyday world to far-flung magical realms and unexpected places.
Monsters, I have to admit, are a favorite topic of mine. As a little kid I preferred my plastic dinosaurs and one-eyed Cyclops-monster to playing with dolls–in my opinion monsters were way more cool.
Monsters are creatures that evoke fear and terror—for many of us they hold a dark appeal. Defined as “animals of strange or terrifying shape”, they lurk in dangerous and inaccessible places, at the fringes of our world; they turn up in our worst nightmares. Ancient maps often marked uncharted waters with pictures of sea serpents and/or the warning: “Here There Be Monsters” to signify the unknown.
Children are terrified of monsters, yet paradoxically they want to read about and think about things that scare them. When I was small the things that frightened me were vampire movies, fairy tale creatures and the invisible monsters under my bed. These were things I fed off and when I became an adult I was still fascinated by ghoulish creatures.
Monsters abound in fantasy, some benign (Suzanne Collins’ Overlander series, Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are) But most monsters are terrifying, because they represent our deepest, darkest fears: the creatures in Rowling’s Harry Potter or the Nicholas Flamel books by Michael Scott, James Dashner’s ‘grievers’ in The Maze Runner, Susan Cooper’s Greenwitch. Adult-fantasy monsters include HP Lovecraft’s Cthulhu, the monster Grendel from Beowulf, the orcs in Lord of the Rings.
JRR Tolkien noted that his orcs owed a good deal to “the goblin tradition”, writing how the goblin idea blended with a more modern concept: that of the evil inherent in human beings. One of my worst fears growing up was the fear of familiar people being overtaken by some mysterious force, and turning creepy or even dangerous, from within – like what happens in Invasion of The Body Snatchers, or Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde.
In my books I’ve written about plague wolves, genetically-engineered creatures called skraeks, and giant scorpions. Yet sometimes in literature the scariest monsters are not fully described (The zombies in Carrie Ryan’s The Forest of Hands & Teeth, & the botched experiments called misshapens in my book The Owl Keeper). These monsters are frightening because they’re shaped by the reader’s imagination. If you describe a monster in great detail, there’s a limit to how far you can go– you want your readers to tap into their darkest fears and nightmares.
This little gem of a book arrived in the mail from my friend Ro, who lives in Nottingham, England, for my birthday. She restored the cover of this 1885 edition of “THE OWLS OF OLYNN BELFRY: A Tale for Children,” written by A. Y. D. and illustrated by Randolph Caldecott. It cost one shilling when it was published in London by Field & Tuer, The Leadenhall Press, E. C. What a remarkable book! Randolph’s exquisite illustrations include pictures of owls sleeping in the belfry, an ornithologist, children at a circus, owls attacking robbers, “aged inhabitants in the church tower,” baby owls, and an owl performing a minuet with a fairy.
From page three: “Even now two very young creatures, named Bunting and Snunting, are sitting in a hollow of the woodwork in the belfry. They are covered with soft white down, and are sometimes snoring in a curious manner…”
At the April 13th book launch for THE OWL KEEPER, hosted by Wavepaint Design & Gallery in Ipswich, MA, I met an extraordinary woman by the name of Gail Doktor. Gail was holding a stack of books she intended to buy and deliver to Children’s Hospital Boston. She and her family are the founders of Bright Happy Power, set up in memory of their daughter/sister Jessie, a twice-relapsed leukemia patient, who spent six years on treatment before dying due to complications following a bone marrow transplant.
The purpose of Bright Happy Power is: “To place hope, happiness and empowerment into the hands and lives of children and families facing life-threatening and catastrophic challenges.”
You can find out more about Jessie at http://www.brighthappypower.com and read her family’s online journal at www.dok.com.
If you have books you’d like to donate to Children’s Hospital Boston, or if you’d like to contribute in some other way, you can contact Bright Happy Power by email: [email protected] or telephone 978-356-3780.
To celebrate the launch of THE OWL KEEPER, there are three blogs offering giveaways!
You can throw your name into the hat on one or all of these sites: AuthorsNow!, Cleverly Inked & *HEADDESK*!
Here’s a celebration cake for THE OWL KEEPER from Liz of CleverlyInked:
…is celebrating children’s authors and illustrators, beginning at 4:00 pm on Saturday April 17th! Please join us for readings and a reception for the illustration exhibit!
4 Market Street
Ipswich, MA
Saturday April 17th 2010
The hardcover copy of THE OWL KEEPER landed on my doorstep, compliments of my editor Krista Marino, all wrapped up in a bow. What a beautiful book!
Below are the postcards and bookmarks I ordered. Sitting in the middle is my lucky Argentinian owl.
ARTISTS’ RECEPTION FROM 5-7PM:
Reception to meet the talented illustrators and authors of the current exhibition. Mary Jane Begin, Pat Lowery Collins, Ed Emberley, Jamie Harper, Jarrett Krosoczka, Kristina Lindborg, Tom Palance, Julia Purinton, and Andy J. Smith currently have original work on display. Hors d’oeuvres catered by Chef DiLorenzo. Everyone welcome.
The haunting cover and illustrations for THE OWL KEEPER were created by two extremely talented artists. I made a point of getting in touch with both of them to let them know how much I loved their artwork.
Spanish artist Fernando Juarez illustrated the cover for THE OWL KEEPER. I instantly fell in love with the owl, she’s so luminous and magical-looking; the background of silvery moonlight, the overhanging branches and houses lend a sort of dreamy Gothic quality. Fernando lives in Madrid with his wife and children, where he’s working as art director for Ilion Animation Studios on the film “Planet 51.” His illustrations are often quirky and whimsical, as you can see on this book cover he drew for Rita Murphy’s novel “Bird.“
Maggie Kneen is an architect, children’s author and children’s illustrator who grew up on the northwest coast of England. ”Art was what I did best, so that’s what I pursued,” she explains on her website, “but every opportunity to bring history and archaeology into my life has been taken or made.”
Her illustrations are elegant and mysterious, somehow reminiscent of illustrations in books I read as a child.. They capture perfectly the novel’s characters and spooky atmosphere!
One of Maggie’s most charming books, which she wrote and illustrated, is “Hamlet and the Tales of Sniggery Woods,” about a young pig named Hamlet, who “lived with his family in a small house, just above Molefurrow Market, between Sniggery Woods and the river.”
“With relief, with humiliation, with terror, he understood that he, too, was all appearance, that someone else was dreaming him.” -Jorge Luis Borges, THE CIRCULAR RUINS
The apartment where I spent the month of February is located on Calle Guatemala, in Palermo Viejo, Buenos Aires. Half a block away, Guatemala is intersected by Calle Jorge Luis Borges, named for this barrio’s most famous luminary. Born in Buenos Aires in 1899, the internationally acclaimed Argentinian writer, essayist and poet is considered one of the greatest writers of the twentieth century. V.S. Pritchett has written that Borges has “the art of enhancing the effects of the unbearable, the sinister, and the ineluctable.”
In the photo above is El Preferido café, which started out as an almacén in 1952, founded by Arturo Fernández from Asturias, Spain. Borges lived across the street between 1901 and 1914. His family lived in a large house with an English library of over one thousand books. “If I were asked to name the chief event in my life,” Borges would later remark, “I should say my father’s library”.
I was a student in college when I discovered Borges. His writings delved into the dark corners of the human psyche, exploring the fantastic within the seemingly mundane, inventing bestiaries and arcane libraries and fables involving the nature of time, infinity, labyrinths, illusion, mirrors and identity. New York Times’ reporter Noam Cohen described Borges this way: ”A fusty sort who from the 1930s through the 1950s spent much of his time as a chief librarian, Borges (1899-1986) valued printed books as artifacts and not just for the words they contained. He frequently set his stories in a pretechnological past and was easily enthralled by the authority of ancient texts.” His works have had a significant impact on fantasy literature and, according to Wikipedia,”scholars have noted that Borges’s progressive blindness helped him to create innovative literary symbols through imagination since ‘poets, like the blind, can see in the dark’.”
Borges died in 1986 at the age of 86 in Geneva, Switzerland.
The Center For Wildlife in Cape Neddick, ME has sent me a Certificate of Adoption for rescue barred owl Bianca!
In 1995 Bianca was hit by a car and suffered a broken wrist; she wasn’t able to be released. She’s been a foster parent to many other barred owlets and travels often with programs to educate the public.
Barred owls (Strix varia) are the second largest owl in the country, with brown and white feathers all over their body, and a slight golden tinge to the ends of them. Their name comes from the barring across their chest. They’re very vocal birds and have an amazing variety of wails, moans, cackles, hisses and laughs.
Like all owls in the Northeast, barred owls are nocturnal and hunt at night. Their staple food is mice and small mammals, but they will eat frogs, birds, insects and crayfish. The outer edges of their primary feathers have a fluting edge, which allows them to fly silently over their prey.
If you’d like to adopt a rescue owl or other rescue wild animal, contact:
Center for Wildlife - Wild Ambassador Adoption Program
PO Box 620, Cape Neddick, ME 03902
Tel: 207-361-1400
yorkcenterforwildlife.org
In Argentina, the owl – called “lechuza” in Spanish - symbolizes wisdom and good fortune. This indigenous owl watercolor (above) was given to me by a shopkeeper in Buenos Aires. I love the way it’s both ancient and abstract.
This small hand-painted owl comes from the Toba, a tribe in the Chaco Region of Northern Argentina. I keep him on my desk for good luck.
Carved of palo verde wood, this owl also comes from the north of Argentina. She looks to me like a philospher.
This owl necklace (below) comes from the trendy shop ‘Rapsodia‘ in Palermo Viejo, Buenos Aires. Like the city, she’s funky and whimsical.
Wherever you go in Buenos Aires, you can’t miss the vivid murals splashed across the walls of alleys, storefronts, and abandoned buildings. Known as ’stencil art,’ they are often of a transient nature. According to the guide “Time Out,” many commentators recognize Buenos Aires as being at the forefront of the stencil art movement.
I’m in love with Buenos Aires. Tramping through the steamy streets of Palermo Viejo after a thunder-cracking downpour is my idea of paradise. Home of J. L. Borges, the city has more than a thousand bookshops, the most notable being Ateneo Grand Splendid on Avenida Santa Fe, a magnificent renovated theatre which contains the largest bookstore in South America. ‘The Guardian’ voted it the second most beautiful bookshop in the world.
Here is a photo of my Barred Owl, adopted through the Adopt a Wildlife Ambassador Program offered by the Center for Wildlife in Cape Neddick, Maine. I chose this one because it reminds me of my owl in “The Owl Keeper” (except this owl is much bigger)!
The center is dedicated to rehabilitating sick, injured and orphaned wild animals. The goal in treating these animals – owls, falcons, hawks, kestrels, turtles, opossums, bats – is to return them to their natural habitats.
Unfortunately, sometimes the injury is too severe and the animal would simply not survive in the wild. Some of these animals remain at the Center to become an “ambassador” of its species in the education and outreach programs, where they are brought into classrooms, civic organizations, youth group meetings, and wherever else they’re needed. By adopting one of these animals, the sponsor helps cover costs of food, medical treatment and daily care for one year.
Stay tuned for more!
What thrilling news to hear that Grace Lin has won the Newbery Honor Medal for her book WHERE THE MOUNTAIN MEETS THE MOON! A well-deserved award for a beautiful book.
Congratulations Grace!!
“Late in the middle watch of a calm winter’s night, many years ago, a square-rigged, three-masted ship, the Sarah Casket, was making her way slowly through northern seas under a blaze of stars.” And so begins the adventures of young Dido Twite, who is rescued from a watery grave by Captain Casket in Joan Aiken’s “Nightbirds on Nantucket.”
Here’s a list of ten magical reads for young and old, to be enjoyed by the fire on a cold winter’s night:
1. A Child’s Christmas in Wales by Dylan Thomas
2. The Box of Delights by John Masefield
3. The Lion, The Witch & the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis
4. Northern Lights, known as The Golden Compass in North America, by Philip Pullman
5. The Dark is Rising by Susan Cooper
6. Nightbirds on Nantucket by Joan Aiken
7. Children of Winter by Berlie Doherty
8. The Magician’s Elephant by Kate DiCamillo
9. The Navigator by Eoin McNamee
10. Last but not least, one of my all-time favorites: The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Andersen
“It was a lady; her cloak and cap were of snow. She was tall and of slender figure, and of a dazzling whiteness. It was the Snow Queen.
“We have travelled fast,” said she; “but it is freezingly cold. Come under my bearskin.” And she put him in the sledge beside her, wrapped the fur round him, and he felt as though he were sinking in a snow-wreath.
“Are you still cold?” asked she; and then she kissed his forehead. Ah! it was colder than ice; it penetrated to his very heart..”
Ten books to read aloud:
1. The Tomten and The Tomten and the Fox by Astrid Lindgren
2. The Story of the Snow Children by Sibylle Von Olfers
3. Little Snow Goose by Emily Hawkins, illustrated by Maggie Kneen
4. Ollie’s Ski Trip by Elsa Beskow
5. The Big Snow by Berta Hader
6. Owl Moon by Jane Yolen
7. The Mitten by Jan Brett
8.
“One Christmas was so much like another,
in those years around the sea-town corner now
and out of all sound except the distant speaking
of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep,
that I can never remember whether it snowed
for six days and six nights when I was twelve
or whether it snowed for twelve days and
twelve nights when I was six.”
~ Dylan Thomas
A Child’s Christmas in Wales
Not long after 9/11, I began writing “The Owl Keeper.” The world had changed overnight, becoming a darker, more frightening place, devoid of warmth and color, and with the darkness came a deep sorrow, a sense of lost innocence.
Also in 2001, I saw the film “The Others” - Alejandro Amenábar’s frightening ghost story which unfolds in an isolated house on the island of Jersey. The children who live there are both fatally allergic to sunlight, which means the windows are covered with heavy curtains, and ”no door must be opened unless the one before is closed.”
That’s when Max appeared, in my mind anyway: a frail sickly boy who was scared of most things in life, both real and imagined. Allergic to the sun, Max stayed indoors throughout the day, hiding behind closed curtains, away from the light. The one thing he didn’t fear, however, was the night.
In mid-2002 I read an article in “The New York Times” about Camp Sundown, where campers have a rare disorder that makes them unable to tolerate ultraviolet light. And so activities take place at night, when the children can venture safely outside.
When he was young, Max used to do brave things like go tramping through the forest with his gran after dark. He loved the stories she told him about the world before the Destruction—about nature, and books, and the silver owls. His favorite story was about the Owl Keeper. According Gran, in times of darkness the Owl Keeper would appear to unite owls and Sages against the powers of the dark.
Night after night, I dreamed about Max, alone beneath an ancient tree, in a world with no color, no seasons. Waiting, always waiting..
But Gran is gone now, and so are her stories of how the world used to be. Max is no longer brave. The forest is dangerous, Gran’s precious books have been destroyed, and the silver owls are extinct. At least that’s what the High Echelon says. But Max knows better.
The rise of the High Echelon was easy to imagine: an all-powerful regime that grabbed power following an environmental cataclysm (the Great Destruction), operating behind closed doors, hiring goons for their Dark Brigade, paying mad scientists to carry out deadly experiments. Years ago I’d lived in Spain, under the Fascist dictator Francisco Franco, and I knew what it was like to glance over your shoulder in a crowded café, worried that someone might be listening. Fear, I’d learned back then, was a powerful weapon.
Maxwell Unger has a secret. And when a mysterious girl comes to town, he might just have to start being brave again. The time of the Owl Keeper, Gran would say, is coming soon.
For all lovers of YA & MG fantasy fiction: stop by The Enchanted Inkpot for more details on how to enter to win a basket of books!
Hello world, this is the launch of my Owl Tracks blog. Today is December 2nd, and tonight’s the last full moon of 2009. I’m sitting at my new Shaker desk, brought back from Vermont two days ago. The timing couldn’t be better..
I’m Christine Brodien-Jones and I write fantasy/ adventure books for ’tweens and teens. I live in Gloucester, Massachusetts, the oldest seaport in the country, in an upside-down house with a view of the sea. When the wind blows down from the north, my house creaks like an old ship. My writing corner is upstairs (because our bedrooms are downstairs!) and from there I watch the ocean, which is forever changing. When I gaze out past the salt marshes and overturned boats, I see sky and waves and shifting colors everywhere. It’s easy to envision faraway places and worlds.
I wrote my first story about a dragon and I’ve been writing fantasy ever since. I grew up reading fairy tales (“Bluebeard” still makes me shiver!), horror comic-books, and time- and space-travel tales from Edward Eager, Ray Bradbury and Madeleine L’Engle. I was also captivated by those black-and-white fifties movies I watched on late-night television: “Creature from the Black Lagoon,” “The Mummy,” “Invasion of the Body Snatchers,” and my favorite of all, “Dracula.”
I enjoy writing fantasy because in this genre there are no limits: I can let my imagination run wild, inventing entire worlds that never were, creating scenarios that are terrifying, whimsical or futuristic. I can travel with my characters to amazing places, far beyond the boundaries of my ordinary world. The reason I love writing for young people is because I remember my own childhood and the excitement of reading books. I still recall the nooks and crannies of my hometown library, the musty smell of old pages, and the delicious feeling of losing myself inside a book.
My novel “The Owl Keeper” will be published by Delacorte Press/Random House Children’s Books on April 13, 2010. The book, a post-apocalyptic fantasy, is for children ages ten and up (and ‘up’ means adult fantasy-lovers too!).
So I continue writing on this elegant hand-crafted desk, and the adventure continues..
What a great birthday present. It looks like a fun read too.
It’s a lovely little book! The owls in it are so charming. I haven’t read the entire book yet – the pages are very brittle, so I’m reading a little at a time!