<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817</id><updated>2009-11-27T10:28:54.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Rose Girls</title><subtitle type='html'>In the tradition of the Red Rose Girls, seven children's book professionals discuss their lives in books</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Blue Rose Girls</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05224076615462128422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1199</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-8095308933343646293</id><published>2009-11-27T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:28:54.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry friday'/><title type='text'>A Poem for a Poetry Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sw_tZipR3iI/AAAAAAAAFkc/xMSfPrXv8W0/s1600/PoetryFridayButton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408802700547710498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sw_tZipR3iI/AAAAAAAAFkc/xMSfPrXv8W0/s320/PoetryFridayButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’m winding down from the 2009 Annual NCTE Convention in Philadelphia and Thanksgiving. I attended the NCTE Convention for the first time ever because I wanted to be there for the Poetry Party in honor of &lt;a href="http://www.ncte.org/awards/poetry/winner"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lee Bennett Hopkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the 2009 recipient of the NCTE Excellence in Poetry for Children Award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryforchildren.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sylvia Vardell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.janetwong.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Janet Wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; compiled a special book of poems, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dear One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, as a tribute to Lee. I was thrilled to be asked to contribute a poem to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dear One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408802594842049474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sw_tTY3Fe8I/AAAAAAAAFkU/ttpzSwGmwHA/s320/bkHopkinsDearOne.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of me with some of the children's poets who attended the Poetry Party for Lee Bennett Hopkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L to R: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Janet Wong, J. Patrick Lewis, Kristine O'Connell George, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moi, Rebecca Kai Dotlich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408802808661458002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sw_tf1ZmvFI/AAAAAAAAFkk/LDEgr652yAk/s320/NCTE+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the poem I wrote for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dear One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The words in italics are titles and a subtitle of poetry books that Lee has published.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Eating Poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Elaine Drabik Magliaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here we are&lt;br /&gt;sitting &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;side by side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eating through a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of poems,&lt;br /&gt;chewing on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wonderful words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;delicious words&lt;br /&gt;full of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;—&lt;br /&gt;words that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;flit, flutter, fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;from our tongues,&lt;br /&gt;words that taste of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;April, bubbles, chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;words with the scent of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sky magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are&lt;br /&gt;sitting &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;savoring similes,&lt;br /&gt;munching on metaphors,&lt;br /&gt;rhymes dribbling down our chins,&lt;br /&gt;licking rhythm from our lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are&lt;br /&gt;sitting &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;city I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating poetry&lt;br /&gt;a l l   d a y   l o n g…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wild Rose Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/2009/11/party-for-poetry-man_27.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Party for a Poetry Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Political Verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/11/whos-turkey-poem-about-sarah-palin.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the Turkey?: A Poem about Sarah Palin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Poetry Friday Roundup&lt;/strong&gt; is at &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-friday-round-up.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becky’s Book Reviews&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-8095308933343646293?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8095308933343646293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=8095308933343646293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8095308933343646293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8095308933343646293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-for-poetry-man.html' title='A Poem for a Poetry Man'/><author><name>Elaine Magliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829330276633865868</uri><email>e.drabik@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17383697749611464501'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sw_tZipR3iI/AAAAAAAAFkc/xMSfPrXv8W0/s72-c/PoetryFridayButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-456752455589508554</id><published>2009-11-26T01:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:30:36.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fay</title><content type='html'>I just finished Fay Weldon's bracing and cheerful autobiography, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Auto-da-Fay-Memoir-Weldon/dp/0802141420/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1259176221&amp;sr=8-2"&gt;AUTO DA FAY&lt;/a&gt;. Listen to this (from the last chapter, "A Career is Born"):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I put the play into the envelope -- I feel the same awe of it as I did of the atory I wrote about a railway station when I was eleven, and about Pompei when I was 15. I know it has an existence outside myself: I simply deliver it as a midwife delivers a baby. I call the doctor who is startled to find I haven't given birth yet and says I really have to go to into hospital to have the baby induced, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;. It's been too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I  go to the hospital in a taxi. I can't get hold of Ron who's meant to be decorating a house...and has left me his number in case I go into labour, but they say he hasn't come back from lunch. This is a bit worrying because his painting partner is his best friend's girlfriend, blonde, a proper artist's moll, and I am now counted as a wife, and she is unhappy, but I am in no state to worry. I know he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Karen [new step-daughter who has been threatening to run away] seems to be secretly packing, but I can't go into that now. I get the taxi to stop on the way to University Hospital where my father trained, and where I am to have the baby, put &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Catching Complaint&lt;/span&gt; through the letterbox on the corner of Regent's Park Road and Primrose Hill Road where later I was to kill poor disagreeable Angie in&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; The Hearts and Lives of Men&lt;/span&gt; [really fun book, read it], and three hours later Daniel has burst flailing into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I am now thoroughly Weldon....what I do from now on, all that early stuff digested and out of the way, is write, and let living take a minor role."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "early stuff" -- her life before this play which was the first of many, many sales--to TV (she wrote the script for UPSTAIRS/DOWNSTAIRS and for the 60s/70s PRIDE AND PREJUDICE, which *I* think did better with Darcy/Elizabeth than the Colin Firth version: but then I always found him totally wrong for the role -- too fat and puffy-looking, not tall enough,and not nearly arrogant enough!), movies, publishers  -- 24 novels, some children's books, and nonfiction, and short stories too)-- is the subject of the book.  Throughout it, though, there are references to her (later) writing. I found the lack of fuss she made about her writing very different from the way I usually talk about mine, and thoroughly inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in advertising before the "new career" was born; one of her slogans, alas rejected, was "Vodka--get drunker quicker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Fay Weldon, for this autobiography and all the other books of yours I've read that have made me laugh -- and think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-456752455589508554?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/456752455589508554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=456752455589508554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/456752455589508554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/456752455589508554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/fay.html' title='Fay'/><author><name>Libby Koponen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01508041827996196293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02801891125961672952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-8659043081567550029</id><published>2009-11-25T12:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:37:38.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>super-extravaganza book give-away!</title><content type='html'>Are you looking for some great gifts? Enter the &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/enchantedinkpot/37038.html"&gt;Enchanted Inkpot's Annual Inkies Giveaway Extravaganza!&lt;/a&gt; All you have to do is answer one of the following questions &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/enchantedinkpot/37038.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;: What MG/YA fantasy would you like to read over the holiday break? What fantasy book most reminds you of the Holiday or New Year season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to read the answers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-8659043081567550029?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8659043081567550029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=8659043081567550029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8659043081567550029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8659043081567550029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-extravaganza-book-give-away.html' title='super-extravaganza book give-away!'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-6386433708557130054</id><published>2009-11-25T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:00:02.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>giving thanks</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone for helping me &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/choose-my-today-show-outfir.html"&gt;choose my TODAY Show outfit&lt;/a&gt;! Which one will I wear? Well, you'll just have to tune in to see! Ha ha. But, I will announce the jam winner next week--I want to wait until then as some might be too consumed by the holiday right now to claim their prize (though it's really good jam!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thanksgiving is a very appropriate holiday. For those of you who have read &lt;a href="http://www.gracelin.com/content.php?page=wherethemountainmeetsthemoon"&gt;Where the Mountain Meets the Moon&lt;/a&gt;, you know that thankfulness is one of the themes. To me, knowing and remembering how truly lucky I am is perhaps my greatest fortune. And hopefully, yours too.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thanksgiving: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the the typical but very, very important: health(except for some bad teeth), &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2007/12/coterie.html"&gt;great friends&lt;/a&gt;, and family.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that the work that I have &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-excuses.html"&gt;tried my best with&lt;/a&gt; has been &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-news.html"&gt;well received&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that I finally got to &lt;a href="http://gracegoespei.blogspot.com/"&gt;go to PEI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-pei.html"&gt;tolerant sasquatches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that I finally learned how to &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/04/upcoming-cupcakes.html"&gt;make a frosting rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/33436633/ns/today-today_books/"&gt;Al Roker chose my book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that my books have such &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/10/growing-up.html"&gt;lovely&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/launch.html"&gt;supportive&lt;/a&gt; fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many more things than that to be thankful for, but those are some of the big ones. What are you thankful for this Thanksgiving?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-6386433708557130054?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6386433708557130054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=6386433708557130054&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6386433708557130054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6386433708557130054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-thanks.html' title='giving thanks'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-492101569872631158</id><published>2009-11-24T05:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T05:34:00.138-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><title type='text'>The Public Thinktank</title><content type='html'>Today I'm posting from St. Louis, where I'm visiting family for the week of Thanksgiving. Hope you are all gearing up for a great holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note to say today between 12:00 and 1:00 pm I will be interviewed on &lt;a href="http://bcthinktank.wordpress.com/"&gt;Public Thinktank Radio&lt;/a&gt; during their Lets Talk About Education show. It will be a live call-in show where I talk about recent projects and my new books. The station broadcasts in the Brooklyn College area, but if you feel like tuning in you can also listen online (there is a link at their web site) or check the archives in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-492101569872631158?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/492101569872631158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=492101569872631158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/492101569872631158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/492101569872631158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/public-thinktank.html' title='The Public Thinktank'/><author><name>Anna Alter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158290821419472185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00101225300214361580'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-3855998400883746243</id><published>2009-11-23T08:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:51:52.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alvina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCBWI'/><title type='text'>I'm ba-ack! Japan and Hong Kong trip</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been neglecting the blog for the last few weeks--as some of you know, I was traveling internationally in Japan and Hong Kong. I had hoped to try to post from abroad, but the spotty internet access at hotels and the time difference made it difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm in Philadelphia for the &lt;a href="http://www.ncte.org/"&gt;NCTE&lt;/a&gt; conference (National Council of Teachers of English). But that will be a post for another day. Today, I'd like to share my Asia trip in photos, focusing on everything children's book-related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, Japan. I was there for the wedding of Little, Brown senior designer Saho Fujii--Saho is the designer of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316118255"&gt;Wabi Sabi&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316060028"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Year of the Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, to name just two of her amazing book designs. She is originally from Kyoto, and that was where the beautiful wedding was held:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoQdyfpgcI/AAAAAAAABaM/vY2V--su5lQ/s1600/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoQdyfpgcI/AAAAAAAABaM/vY2V--su5lQ/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152406568468930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the two days after the wedding, Saho organized sightseeing in the area, including to Mt. Hiei, where the cat Wabi Sabi traveled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolR94QG1I/AAAAAAAABbc/ZfDaTIHEH2k/s1600/IMG_2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolR94QG1I/AAAAAAAABbc/ZfDaTIHEH2k/s400/IMG_2231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175293210205010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwodeQYX_2I/AAAAAAAABbU/mnRTswmUZNo/s1600/IMG_2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwodeQYX_2I/AAAAAAAABbU/mnRTswmUZNo/s400/IMG_2229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407166708242186082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also checked out a bookstore, and found some of the books we publish, included &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vampirates,&lt;/span&gt; which Senior Designer Alison Impey designed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoQeW3s79I/AAAAAAAABac/oIcvhjuSPjY/s1600/IMG_2072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoQeW3s79I/AAAAAAAABac/oIcvhjuSPjY/s400/IMG_2072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152416333033426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Swotbs3yRxI/AAAAAAAABdk/1tGwG6pgwOc/s1600/IMG_2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Swotbs3yRxI/AAAAAAAABdk/1tGwG6pgwOc/s400/IMG_2073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407184256536561426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course we found&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Twilight,&lt;/span&gt; which they divide into parts so as to keep each individual book small, compact, and cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoddI8cN7I/AAAAAAAABa8/Wm_Cv2qi0aw/s1600/IMG_2075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoddI8cN7I/AAAAAAAABa8/Wm_Cv2qi0aw/s400/IMG_2075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407166689066104754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also found &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316166478"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoQfMqQwKI/AAAAAAAABas/ZgdS4YCY_4s/s1600/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoQfMqQwKI/AAAAAAAABas/ZgdS4YCY_4s/s400/IMG_2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407152430772175010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwotcL0ZMYI/AAAAAAAABds/vpOfk87IlVk/s1600/IMG_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwotcL0ZMYI/AAAAAAAABds/vpOfk87IlVk/s400/IMG_2080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407184264843833730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back in Tokyo, Alison Impey (of &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316114271"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where the Mountain Meets the Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316113908"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the Moon Forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; design fame) and I visited Japanese children's book publisher Tokuma Shoten's offices, and had lunch with their editor-in-chief and senior editor, as well as SCBWI regional advisor for Japan, Holly Thompson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolS8D8zAI/AAAAAAAABb0/u49qZ96TkdM/s1600/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolS8D8zAI/AAAAAAAABb0/u49qZ96TkdM/s400/IMG_2340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175309902269442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolTcZOK9I/AAAAAAAABb8/eIJ8xZwuq_U/s1600/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolTcZOK9I/AAAAAAAABb8/eIJ8xZwuq_U/s400/IMG_2342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175318581423058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then the SCBWI Japan conference, which took place all day Saturday the 14th in Yokohama. I gave three talks solo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwopxtCl8EI/AAAAAAAABdE/gms8TeGhe58/s1600/SCBWI+Japan+2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwopxtCl8EI/AAAAAAAABdE/gms8TeGhe58/s400/SCBWI+Japan+2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407180236492501058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the Alison joined me to talk about how illustrators are chosen, as well as a Q&amp;amp;A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwopxZDH98I/AAAAAAAABc8/RF9qgqk5520/s1600/SCBWI+Japan"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwopxZDH98I/AAAAAAAABc8/RF9qgqk5520/s400/SCBWI+Japan" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407180231126022082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are two group pictures with some of the attendees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolmO-XJpI/AAAAAAAABcM/7vXC-3VLC6k/s1600/IMG_2629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolmO-XJpI/AAAAAAAABcM/7vXC-3VLC6k/s400/IMG_2629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175641396618898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolmfB046I/AAAAAAAABcU/dNK_3gqwGEo/s1600/IMG_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolmfB046I/AAAAAAAABcU/dNK_3gqwGEo/s400/IMG_2630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175645706118050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day I was off to Hong Kong for a whirlwind three days. On Monday, Regional Adviser Mio Debnam took me to lunch and then sightseeing to the Peak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoqnRrkkyI/AAAAAAAABdM/hm8H-bjnkKw/s1600/IMG_2736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoqnRrkkyI/AAAAAAAABdM/hm8H-bjnkKw/s400/IMG_2736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407181156861121314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then I gave my first of two evening talks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Swodc1P_XQI/AAAAAAAABa0/L3YP4D-Be08/s1600/Alvina+Day+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Swodc1P_XQI/AAAAAAAABa0/L3YP4D-Be08/s400/Alvina+Day+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407166683779390722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then a lovely dinner at the China Club with a great group of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolmsPWBBI/AAAAAAAABcc/0q2WDcPPlm0/s1600/IMG_2777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolmsPWBBI/AAAAAAAABcc/0q2WDcPPlm0/s400/IMG_2777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175649252475922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day, I wandered around the city, and randomly came across an elaborate and beautiful Jimmy Liao exhibit in Hong Kong's Times Square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwomzOK7ZRI/AAAAAAAABc0/OPeavD4wJL0/s1600/IMG_2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwomzOK7ZRI/AAAAAAAABc0/OPeavD4wJL0/s400/IMG_2836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407176964030817554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316939928"&gt;Sound of Colors&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; with moons from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the Moon Forgot&lt;/span&gt; in the background...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Swomy7zFFBI/AAAAAAAABcs/9UH5MTXNF2k/s1600/IMG_2827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Swomy7zFFBI/AAAAAAAABcs/9UH5MTXNF2k/s400/IMG_2827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407176959098950674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolnP80IqI/AAAAAAAABck/AZmIr9_ZhsY/s1600/IMG_2824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwolnP80IqI/AAAAAAAABck/AZmIr9_ZhsY/s400/IMG_2824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175658838434466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave another talk Tuesday evening, and we went to another delicious dinner at the Quarterdeck Club:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwormI8_FXI/AAAAAAAABdU/jEEYTvwIAzo/s1600/IMG_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwormI8_FXI/AAAAAAAABdU/jEEYTvwIAzo/s400/IMG_2848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407182236850001266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwormghYadI/AAAAAAAABdc/ikGRuCgWeJI/s1600/IMG_2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwormghYadI/AAAAAAAABdc/ikGRuCgWeJI/s400/IMG_2854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407182243176671698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual, I was all about the food on my trip. For fun, here's an animoto video of some of my food highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://wanimoto.clearspring.com/o/46928cc51133af17/4b0a2bfaf2a49b51/46928cc51133af17/d22acf63/-cpid/a0dfb8e51f2098d5/-EMH/240/-EMW/432/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you can't view the video, try &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pbtcYnlkBF0"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to give a special thank you to Kathleen Ahrens, the SCBWI International Regional Advisor who extended the initial invitation to me to come to Asia, and also to Holly Thompson and Mio Debnan who were such gracious hosts, tour guides, and organizers. I had a wonderful time meeting everyone, and, of course, eating. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a special congratulations to Saho and Bob! May they have a wonderful marriage full of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-3855998400883746243?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3855998400883746243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=3855998400883746243&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3855998400883746243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3855998400883746243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-ba-ack-japan-and-hong-kong-trip.html' title='I&apos;m ba-ack! Japan and Hong Kong trip'/><author><name>alvina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04503984086482905226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15465398834685220623'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/SwoQdyfpgcI/AAAAAAAABaM/vY2V--su5lQ/s72-c/IMG_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-6424941717633623159</id><published>2009-11-19T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:48:29.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>about nonfiction</title><content type='html'>I want to talk about nonfiction for a moment... since that's what I do. I must wonder why I do it since it takes a lot more work than fiction. Anyway, when you get down to it, a lot of historical nonfiction is fiction in a way. When all the people you're writing about are dead it becomes a he said she said kind of thing. What is the truth? Even now, when things are videotaped (you'd presume it to be the truth) IS it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was flipping through Palin's new book while at work. I know I know, but I was bored. Don't judge! Anyhow, she wrote about the video that went viral--the one where she was interviewed in front of a turkey being beheaded last thanksgiving. She said she didn't know that there was a turkey behind her and that they turned the camera to an odd angle to catch it. I thought--how awful! What a terrible thing for a camera man to do! I felt bad for Palin. So, of course, when I got home I promptly hunted down the video on YouTube. Boy did my opinion change! It was not shot at an angle. The scene was shot with her straight on and the turkey directly behind her. Yes, the camera man knew what was going on but she should have as well! It did not look like they were trying to one up her at all. So what's the truth? Did she or did she not know about the turkey? There was a lot of noise going on, too--cries for help via the turkey and that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I did research for Strong Man I got all sorts of conflicting information about when exactly Atlas died. Was he 79 or 80? His grave stone said one thing, his official website said another... and his obits were all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm working on a book about a dog. Was he black or brown? All the kids' book covers illustrate him as brown but it turns out that he's stuffed i a museum (odd, I know) and he's brown. Did he age and turn brown or was he always brown? Perhaps the old news articles made him look black because they were in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I must conclude is that there is no one truth for anything. It's all a matter of perspective. Nonfiction writing is a job of taking what people say and then making your best educated guess as to what the truth really is. Perhaps if I were writing about math then things would be different... but I can promise you all now that me and math are like fire and ice. We don't get along. So I will continue to make educated guesses and hope that kids can learn to do the same as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meghan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-6424941717633623159?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6424941717633623159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=6424941717633623159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6424941717633623159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6424941717633623159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/about-nonfiction.html' title='about nonfiction'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117528918335897128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14315312403114354386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-97644803138794338</id><published>2009-11-19T18:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:22:05.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SATURDAY</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing a signing from 12 - 4 at the Brooklyn Museum this saturday. Many of my lovely fellow authors/illustrators will be there as well. So, if you're in the area, stop on by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meghan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-97644803138794338?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/97644803138794338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=97644803138794338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/97644803138794338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/97644803138794338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday.html' title='SATURDAY'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117528918335897128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14315312403114354386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-8068201554458117104</id><published>2009-11-18T23:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:06:29.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>choose my Today Show outfit!</title><content type='html'>Sooo, my search for the &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/whereas-i-return-red-dress-and-search.html"&gt;red dress&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/18179145/"&gt;my Today show&lt;/a&gt; outfit is winding down. While there were many, many gorgeous (and expensive) red dress/top combos I have narrowed it down to 2! Yes, 2! Aren't you proud of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't decide between the 2...and this is where YOU come in! Tell me which one you think I should wear, PLEASE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outfit A (an ebay found anthropologie dress): &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwS_GUtbfAI/AAAAAAAAEhk/V89382c8fcw/s1600/outfit_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwS_GUtbfAI/AAAAAAAAEhk/V89382c8fcw/s320/outfit_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405655568110812162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or B (a &lt;a href="http://www.preloved.ca/"&gt;preloved&lt;/a&gt;--my favorite store--sweater and gray skirt):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwS_CZ0yEtI/AAAAAAAAEhc/dAvRUgkD4r8/s1600/outfit_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwS_CZ0yEtI/AAAAAAAAEhc/dAvRUgkD4r8/s320/outfit_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405655500764353234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both have been chosen for their color (you know how I insisted on &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/whereas-i-return-red-dress-and-search.html"&gt;lucky red&lt;/a&gt;) and appropriateness (I looked at what other authors wore and tried not to go toooo overboard) in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think! Leave a comment at &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/choose-my-today-show-outfir.html"&gt;my gracenotes blog&lt;/a&gt; with your choice and your reason why! To one random commenter I will send a jar of Very Berry Cherry PEI preserves, fresh from &lt;a href="http://gracegoespei.blogspot.com/"&gt;my recent PEI vacation&lt;/a&gt; (it's really good jam, you HAVE to try it. soooo yummy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwS-9tFG2cI/AAAAAAAAEhU/Izo6u887ML4/s1600/jam.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwS-9tFG2cI/AAAAAAAAEhU/Izo6u887ML4/s320/jam.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405655420033751490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-8068201554458117104?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8068201554458117104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=8068201554458117104&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8068201554458117104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8068201554458117104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/choose-my-today-show-outfit.html' title='choose my Today Show outfit!'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwS_GUtbfAI/AAAAAAAAEhk/V89382c8fcw/s72-c/outfit_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-8577991692282990610</id><published>2009-11-18T06:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T06:42:02.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Books with flair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwC0BAbOpqI/AAAAAAAAEhM/gy6uD65qDAc/s1600-h/Books%2Bwith%2Bflair9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwC0BAbOpqI/AAAAAAAAEhM/gy6uD65qDAc/s320/Books%2Bwith%2Bflair9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404517482231670434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've joined &lt;a href="http://www.bookswithflair.com/2009/11/where-mountain-meets-moon-by-grace-lin.html"&gt;Books with flair&lt;/a&gt;; a program that partners me with my closest independent bookseller, &lt;a href="http://www.portersquarebooks.com/book/9780316114271"&gt;the Porter Square Bookstore&lt;/a&gt;, to offer personally autographed books for the holidays! How does it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply call the &lt;a href="http://www.portersquarebooks.com/book/9780316114271"&gt;Porter Square Bookstore&lt;/a&gt;  at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;617-491-2220&lt;/span&gt; and ask for a signed or personalized copy of &lt;a href="http://www.bookswithflair.com/2009/11/where-mountain-meets-moon-by-grace-lin.html"&gt;Where the Mountain Meets the Moon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pay for the book(s), shipping, and handling, and the bookstore will ship signed stock in time for the occasion, even gift-wrapped if requested. If you want the books personalized, provide the name of recipient to bookseller. I will be going in to sign once a week until Dec. 21st, so this is a great opportunity to get books specially signed for the holidays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookswithflair.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books with Flair&lt;/a&gt; (dreamed up by the marketing genius &lt;a href="http://www.mitaliblog.com/"&gt;Mitali Perkins&lt;/a&gt;--remember she was the one who &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/06/wheels-never-stop-turning.html"&gt;helped me&lt;/a&gt; plan my &lt;a href="http://www.partygraces.com"&gt;online launch&lt;/a&gt;?) is a wonderful way to get unique and meaningful gifts for the people on your holiday list! Since this year I'm not able to offer free autographed bookplates (so sorry!), this still enables those of you who were looking to give my books as gifts a personalized touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are an &lt;a href="http://www.bookswithflair.com/2009/09/for-authors-or-illustrators.html"&gt;author or illustrator&lt;/a&gt;, you should consider joining &lt;a href="http://www.bookswithflair.com/"&gt;Books with Flair&lt;/a&gt;, yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-8577991692282990610?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8577991692282990610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=8577991692282990610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8577991692282990610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8577991692282990610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/books-with-flair.html' title='Books with flair!'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SwC0BAbOpqI/AAAAAAAAEhM/gy6uD65qDAc/s72-c/Books%2Bwith%2Bflair9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-7581226331361071974</id><published>2009-11-17T12:16:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:54:29.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappearing Desmond'/><title type='text'>Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;The art for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Disappearing Desmond&lt;/span&gt; is officially signed, sealed, and delivered, yippee! The last bunny has been painted and the last &lt;a href="http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/planning-for-deadline.html"&gt;thumbnail crossed off&lt;/a&gt;. I made a quick trip down to NY yesterday to drop it off (I am loving that Northampton is so much closer to the city than Boston) and am officially in the post-deadline afterglow. This means time to catch up on my non-work to do list, thank my fella for dutifully cooking dinner every night, and clean my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do all these things I will leave you with some of the finishes from the book. Stay tuned for updates as it is designed, printed, and makes its way into the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLfp_5mTxI/AAAAAAAACYE/BxSPcgGvx1o/s1600/desmond+p.11-lr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLfp_5mTxI/AAAAAAAACYE/BxSPcgGvx1o/s400/desmond+p.11-lr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405128415418666770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLfpgF37WI/AAAAAAAACX8/in-cHSbiRPo/s1600/desmond+p.13-lr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLfpgF37WI/AAAAAAAACX8/in-cHSbiRPo/s400/desmond+p.13-lr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405128406880218466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLhV0HZ1qI/AAAAAAAACYM/S0dNLEhQH6k/s1600/desmond+p.17-lr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLhV0HZ1qI/AAAAAAAACYM/S0dNLEhQH6k/s400/desmond+p.17-lr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405130267681216162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLfpSMeDTI/AAAAAAAACX0/xebEbj3TqgM/s1600/desmond+p.33-lr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLfpSMeDTI/AAAAAAAACX0/xebEbj3TqgM/s400/desmond+p.33-lr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405128403149786418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-7581226331361071974?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7581226331361071974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=7581226331361071974&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7581226331361071974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7581226331361071974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/done.html' title='Done!'/><author><name>Anna Alter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158290821419472185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00101225300214361580'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SwLfp_5mTxI/AAAAAAAACYE/BxSPcgGvx1o/s72-c/desmond+p.11-lr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-7077133558802703853</id><published>2009-11-15T10:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T10:29:23.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poetry News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SwAc7FmviEI/AAAAAAAAFh0/COeTEkxL-Qw/s1600-h/NCTEPoetryAwardLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404351354287130690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SwAc7FmviEI/AAAAAAAAFh0/COeTEkxL-Qw/s320/NCTEPoetryAwardLogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can announce my news now that it's official: I’m an incoming member of the &lt;a href="http://www.ncte.org/volunteer/groups/poetrycom"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NCTE Poetry Committee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.ncte.org/volunteer/groups/poetrycom"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find out who the other incoming members are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is our charge:&lt;/strong&gt; To recommend on a regular basis every two years a living American poet to the NCTE Executive Committee for the &lt;a href="http://www.ncte.org/awards/poetry"&gt;NCTE Award for Excellence in Poetry for Children&lt;/a&gt; in recognition of his or her aggregate work; to sustain the collection of poetry books of award winners, past and future, in the &lt;a href="http://special.lib.umn.edu/clrc/" target="_blank"&gt;University of Minnesota, Kerlan Collection&lt;/a&gt;; to recognize and foster excellence in children's poetry by encouraging its publi&amp;shy;cation; and to explore ways to acquaint teachers and children with poetry through such means as publications, programs, and displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More NCTE Poetry Award Information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ncte.org/awards/poetry"&gt;NCTE Award for Excellence in Poetry for Children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ncte.org/awards/poetry/winner"&gt;2009 NCTE Poetry Award Winner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2009 NCTE Convention Session A.18: &lt;a href="http://www1.ncte.org/proposals/annual101/scheduler/default.aspx?link=true&amp;amp;srchSpeaker=Lee+Bennett+Hopkins"&gt;Poetry Party! Celebrating 2009 NCTE Poetry Award Recipient Lee Bennett Hopkins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be heading down to Philadelphia for the NCTE Annual Convention later this week. Let me know if you're planning to attend the convention. Leave me a note in the comments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-7077133558802703853?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7077133558802703853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=7077133558802703853&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7077133558802703853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7077133558802703853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-poetry-news.html' title='My Poetry News'/><author><name>Elaine Magliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829330276633865868</uri><email>e.drabik@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17383697749611464501'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SwAc7FmviEI/AAAAAAAAFh0/COeTEkxL-Qw/s72-c/NCTEPoetryAwardLogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-2282995985238134459</id><published>2009-11-14T07:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T07:55:27.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The right comments at the right time</title><content type='html'>Usually, I don't show things until they're finished -- but my wonderful agent kindly offered to look at my novel-in-progress "even if it's rough." So with some trepidation I sent it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always scarey to send something even when it's finished and much scarier to send something that is not. But I really wanted to know if I was wasting my time -- there were parts of the book, all the middle-grade, childish parts, in fact -- that felt forced to me, forced and clunky. I wasn't interested in them (I can now say this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't tell her that. I just sent her the whole thing.....and her first comment was that I needed to decide what age group I was writing for. Then she urged me to make the heroine older -- and (when, I think, she realized that I wasn't going to be devastated by the deletions) to take out all the childish scenes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a relief! She said a lot more (including what WAS working), but the point of this post is how incredibly helpful the right comments at the right time can be; and that this conversation proves something I've long suspected. The writer always knows, deep down (or maybe not so deep down) what's wrong. It's just that sometimes we -- or I, anyway -- don't want to admit it and am hoping I'm wrong, just being too critical blah blah. But in this case, admitting it has come as huge relief -- now I know what this book is going to be. Or rather, what I'm going to try and make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And showing it to her at this point has saved me a huge amount of time--I would have realized what was wrong eventually; but it's great to know &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOW.&lt;/span&gt; Thank you Sara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-2282995985238134459?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2282995985238134459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=2282995985238134459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/2282995985238134459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/2282995985238134459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-comments-at-right-time.html' title='The right comments at the right time'/><author><name>Libby Koponen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01508041827996196293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02801891125961672952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-1796224508703697097</id><published>2009-11-13T03:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:40:43.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry friday'/><title type='text'>Light Verse by Arthur Guiterman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sv0SHk-0gjI/AAAAAAAAFhk/2npyvErdidY/s1600-h/PoetryFridayButton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403495049310011954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sv0SHk-0gjI/AAAAAAAAFhk/2npyvErdidY/s320/PoetryFridayButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve been writing quite a bit of light verse lately. Today, I thought I’d share a couple of humorous poems by Arthur Guiterman with you. I hope you enjoy these rhythmic gems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Strictly Germ-proof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Antiseptic Baby and the Prophylactic Pup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Were playing in the garden when the Bunny gamboled up; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They looked upon the Creature with a loathing undisguised;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It wasn't Disinfected and it wasn't Sterilized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They said it was a Microbe and a Hotbed of Disease; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They steamed it in a vapor of a thousand-odd degrees; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They froze it in a freezer that was cold as Banished Hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And washed it in permanganate with carbolated soap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the rest of the poem &lt;a href="http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/3073.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Kindness to Insects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw a Melancholy Wasp&lt;br /&gt;Upon a Purple Clover Knosp,&lt;br /&gt;Who wept, "The Poets do me Wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Excluding me from Noble Song --&lt;br /&gt;Though Pure am I and Wholly Crimeless --&lt;br /&gt;Because, they say, my Name is Rhymeless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the rest of the poem &lt;a href="http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/3079.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE:&lt;/strong&gt; I won't be posting on Friday next week. I'll be down in Philadelphia for the NCTE Annual Convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sharing some of my original double dactyls about characters from children’s books and fairy tales at &lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-friday-double-dactyls.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wild Rose Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three new posts at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Political Verses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this week: &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/11/driving-drunk-short-poem-about-mary.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Driving Drunk: A Short Poem about Mary Strey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/11/dead-rabbit-toss-competition-poem.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Dead Rabbit Toss Competition Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; and &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-grade.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Making the Grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gregory K.&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;GottaBook&lt;/strong&gt; has the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Poetry Friday Roundup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here: &lt;a href="http://gottabook.blogspot.com/2009/11/lament-of-thursday-12th-poem-and-poetry.html"&gt;The Lament of Thursday the 12th (a poem) and the Poetry Friday Roundup!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-1796224508703697097?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1796224508703697097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=1796224508703697097&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1796224508703697097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1796224508703697097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/light-verse-by-arthur-guiterman.html' title='Light Verse by Arthur Guiterman'/><author><name>Elaine Magliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829330276633865868</uri><email>e.drabik@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17383697749611464501'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Sv0SHk-0gjI/AAAAAAAAFhk/2npyvErdidY/s72-c/PoetryFridayButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-3332663982073907881</id><published>2009-11-11T19:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:45:52.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie Interview: Curious George Goes to Wordsworth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtVzXba5BI/AAAAAAAAEgM/OTgCN64dIPc/s1600-h/curious_g.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtVzXba5BI/AAAAAAAAEgM/OTgCN64dIPc/s200/curious_g.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403006518911755282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many a long years ago (okay, maybe not that long) I worked at the &lt;a href="http://www.curiousgeorgestore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Curious George Goes to Wordsworth Bookstore&lt;/a&gt; in Cambridge, MA and &lt;a href="http://outergrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/bookstore-that-changed-my-life.html"&gt;it changed my life&lt;/a&gt;. So when the store &lt;a href="http://curiousgeorgestore.blogspot.com/2009/08/gracious-grace-lin.html"&gt;recently interviewed me&lt;/a&gt;, I thought the least I could do is return the favor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as a part of the &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/enchantedinkpot/tag/bookstores"&gt;Enchanted Inkpot's Indie Interview Series&lt;/a&gt;, I bring you Curious George Bookseller Extraordinaries: Katie, Michelle, Natasha and Rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1) Can you tell us a little bit about how you got into bookselling, and about your bookstore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Michelle:&lt;/span&gt; I’ve always loved books – as we all say! I’ve wanted to be a writer, or somehow involved in the book world, since I was in middle school. I had a wonderful opportunity to intern at Houghton in college, and it was fascinating (and a bit overwhelming!) to see how many steps there are in the process of getting books from a writer’s typewriter to a bookstore. But my favorite part about reading books was missing from this kind of office experience: the talking about books, the passing along of a much-loved, dog-eared copy, and that amazing feeling when you’ve connected the right book with the right person. This store is constantly supplying me with that opportunity, from my colleagues to parents and kids themselves sharing their recommendations and their reactions to my own recommendations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are a small, local, independent operation, we really strive for that personal approach: we really know our books, and we want every kid, student, grown-up, whoever, who comes in here to find that book that they cannot put down even for dinner.  I can’t describe that feeling when someone comes back to us and says, “That was just what I wanted! What’s next?”  The same goes for our toy selection; our buyers have children themselves and we wouldn’t carry something that they wouldn’t give to their own kids. We want people to come here for toys they remember from their own childhood, to pass on that joy they remember from say, a classic Fisher Price telephone, or a giant shark stunt kite on a perfect March day. We love our books, our games, definitely -- there's not a day goes by that one of us isn’t buying something for ourselves -- but we love those kids running down our stairs yelling, “THIS IS SO COOL!” just as much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How do you view your role as an independent bookseller? What do you find most rewarding about your job? What is most challenging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rachel:&lt;/span&gt; I think indie bookselling is all about personality and personalization.  I talk to a lot of customers who really value our recommendations, whether they live in the area or just stop in once a year when they’re visiting relatives in Boston.  My job as an indie staffer is to keep a library in my head of what’s new, what’s classic, what’s good, and what’s on the shelf, so that when someone comes in asking what my favorite new picture book is or what to give to a sporty 13-year-old girl, I can find them something they’ll be really happy with.  That’s my favorite part -- when someone comes in knowing who they want to buy for but not really knowing what to get, and I can find just what they’re looking for.  On the flip side, sometimes it’s hard to make just the right suggestion to customers who don’t know who they’re buying for.  Gender and approximate age are good starting points, but I always feel like I could find the perfect thing if I just knew more.  I even practiced my handselling skills on my family last Christmas, and even the most book-phobic of them really enjoyed what I picked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtUpGllT9I/AAAAAAAAEf0/3Tl9sux-LlI/s1600-h/construction+giraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtUpGllT9I/AAAAAAAAEf0/3Tl9sux-LlI/s320/construction+giraffe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403005243080658898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;) How can readers and authors work with and support independent booksellers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha: Readers can always stop by or read &lt;a href="http://curiousgeorgestore.blogspot.com/"&gt;our blog&lt;/a&gt; to see what’s going on in the store. New events like book clubs, signings, readings, and parties (especially with the holidays coming up) are always going on. If you have read a great book, tell the bookseller! It’s always nice to hear from customers what they love, so we can recommend favorites to similar readers. We just set up a “Kid Pick” review board for kids to let us know what they think of books they’ve been reading.  Authors can always drop a line on their blogs or websites to grab their books at a favorite local, independent place. They can keep in contact with stores when they have the time to participate in signings, events, or even just to ensure that booksellers have their books. We love it when authors stop by and sign whatever we have on the shelves! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers and authors alike can always help independent bookstores the same way: word of mouth. If you love us, tell your friends! If you think of a book you love, tell your friends to pick it up here! If someone you know needs to find an awesome gift, send them here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Katie:&lt;/span&gt; We have a lot of scheduled author events, with a signing and usually an activity, where kids get to interact with their favorite author or illustrator.  Readings, drawing activities, discussions, writing workshops – really, any way that an author or illustrator can reach out to their audience, at the venue of a local independent bookstore, benefits everybody!  As Natasha mentioned, we also love to have authors and illustrators just drop in to say hi and sign stock.  We’re all book lovers as well as booksellers, so the staff tends to get flustered and fangirly about these visits!  But it’s also a great opportunity for me as event coordinator to broach the idea of an event or guest blog spot with that person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If authors sell their books from their websites, they can put a link on their site to IndieBound rather than a chain online bookseller.  Independent stores register with IndieBound, so customers can order online directly from their local indie bookstore with the same convenience of other online shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4) Can you tell us about a few of your recent favorite YA or MG fantasy books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtVQIn9-SI/AAAAAAAAEf8/df3oO61l7QI/s1600-h/ash_malindalo_200-175x266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtVQIn9-SI/AAAAAAAAEf8/df3oO61l7QI/s200/ash_malindalo_200-175x266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403005913642432802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rachel:&lt;/span&gt; There are so many!  &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316040099"&gt;Ash&lt;/a&gt; by Malinda Lo is excellent, as is &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780439855624"&gt;The Good Neighbors&lt;/a&gt; graphic novel series by Holly Black (the second installment just came out).  There’s also the &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/hybrid?filter0=patrick+ness&amp;x=0&amp;y=0"&gt;Chaos Walking series&lt;/a&gt; by Patrick Ness (&lt;a href="ttp://www.indiebound.org/book/9780763645762"&gt;The Knife of Never Letting Go&lt;/a&gt; is in paperback now and &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780763644901"&gt;The Ask and the Answer&lt;/a&gt; just arrived in hardcover), which are more sci-fi than fantasy, but exceptionally good reading.  For the middle grade set, I really love &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781423106906"&gt;The Night Tourist&lt;/a&gt; by Katherine Marsh and &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780803733060"&gt;Savvy&lt;/a&gt; by Ingrid Law.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Katie:&lt;/span&gt; I tend to read a lot of supernatural romance and “creature feature” YA fantasy!  &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780545123266"&gt;Shiver&lt;/a&gt; by Maggie Steifvater has an unusual take on werewolves.  Not only is the romance in that one compelling (I have such a crush on Sam!), but the plot is nail-bitingly suspenseful.  Cassandra Clare’s &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/hybrid?filter0=Cassandra+Clare&amp;x=35&amp;y=11"&gt;Mortal Instruments trilogy&lt;/a&gt; is a great series about demons and angels. Right now I’m in the middle of &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781595141743"&gt;The Vampire Academy&lt;/a&gt; series by Richelle Mead, and I’m hooked.  &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781595141989"&gt;Blood Promise&lt;/a&gt;, the fourth in the series, came out earlier this month.  I’m probably the world’s biggest Neil Gaiman fan, so I’m constantly recommending his books for middle grade through adult.  &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780061671739"&gt;Odd and the Frost Giants&lt;/a&gt; will be here soon!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtVVVEfksI/AAAAAAAAEgE/lrCz2iHU5r8/s1600-h/night-tourist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtVVVEfksI/AAAAAAAAEgE/lrCz2iHU5r8/s200/night-tourist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403006002882646722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other titles on my looooong to-read list are &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781416971733"&gt;Leviathan&lt;/a&gt; by Scott Westerfeld, &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780763634810"&gt;The Swan Kingdom&lt;/a&gt; by Zoe Marriott (a MG “Wild Swans” retelling), and the third in Nancy Farmer’s &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780689867446"&gt;Sea of Trolls &lt;/a&gt;trilogy, &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9781416907374"&gt;The Islands of the Blessed&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5) What's the most memorable experience you've had bookselling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Katie:&lt;/span&gt; Other than some "kids say the darndest things!" moments and authors/illustrators dropping in to chat, a lot of bookselling is pretty episodic.  A customer asks a question, you pull together your resources -- the store's inventory, your coworkers' brilliant brains, quick online research, and most importantly, your own internal database of awesome books  -- to try to answer that question to the best of your ability and give the customer as many good options as you can, and hope that they will find something that is just what they're hoping for.  Then there's another question!  But when you can find someone "just what they're hoping for," the feeling is memorable even if the actual incident doesn't stay with you that long.  We have many loyal customers who have been on the other side of that experience, and who keep coming back to us for that reason.  And we enjoy the challenge of the unusual question.  Often the booksellers are learning from each other and discovering new favorites, right along with our customers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just as we have learned from you! Thank you, ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtThdE9X9I/AAAAAAAAEfk/aniDK_ySyp8/s1600-h/George+bloggers+for+Grace+Lin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtThdE9X9I/AAAAAAAAEfk/aniDK_ySyp8/s320/George+bloggers+for+Grace+Lin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403004012167258066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-3332663982073907881?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3332663982073907881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=3332663982073907881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3332663982073907881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3332663982073907881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/indie-interview-curious-george-goes-to.html' title='Indie Interview: Curious George Goes to Wordsworth'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvtVzXba5BI/AAAAAAAAEgM/OTgCN64dIPc/s72-c/curious_g.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-4972315943423395310</id><published>2009-11-11T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T05:00:00.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>surprisingly social</title><content type='html'>I lead a pretty quiet life. As I said in an interview at &lt;a href="http://jamarattigan.livejournal.com/106681.html"&gt;jama rattigan's alphabet soup blog&lt;/a&gt; my average day goes like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; I wake up, eat, check my email and surf the net under the guise of "industry research," which usually meanders its way to "book idea research." Then, when I am horrified at the amount of time I have spent sitting on my bum "researching" (probably while eating at the same time), I go outside and ride my bike or go to the gym for an hour or two. Then I return home and either write, draw or paint -- trying all the while not to get sucked back into "researching." Of course I inevitably do, and the rest of the day is filled with the back and forth battles of concrete work vs. pretend work. This usually goes on until I go to sleep at night, unless I am seeing friends for dinner or someone comes over. Depending on deadlines and/or the next day's schedule, I go to bed at around 11 p.m. - 2 a.m. Of course everyday errands such as cleaning, groceries, etc., get jumbled in, but all in all, I have a pretty quiet life. I hope that wasn't too disillusioning!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recently, I have been surprisingly social. Meeting rock star illustrators like &lt;a href="http://www.melissasweet.net/index2.php"&gt;Melissa Sweet&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFN7E9qnI/AAAAAAAAEfI/nRYSJMjyVo4/s1600-h/IMG_2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFN7E9qnI/AAAAAAAAEfI/nRYSJMjyVo4/s320/IMG_2806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402284596018391666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who gave an inspiring talk at the &lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/2009/10/childrens-author-illustrator-melissa.html"&gt;North Shore Reading Council&lt;/a&gt; meeting. Other than oozing with envy over her studio (it's a whole separate house!), I loved when she talked about taking a risk with each book that she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I could ponder too much on that, I went to a school visit at &lt;a href="http://www.gordonschool.org/home/news_item.asp?id=470&amp;thisWeek=1"&gt;the Gordon School&lt;/a&gt; in RI, where they treated ME like a rock star: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFJtizy3I/AAAAAAAAEfA/ZIYWt54cVl8/s1600-h/20091105+-+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFJtizy3I/AAAAAAAAEfA/ZIYWt54cVl8/s320/20091105+-+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402284523666000754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They even made a &lt;a href="http://www.gordonschool.org/home/news_item.asp?id=470&amp;thisWeek=1"&gt;little photo essay&lt;/a&gt; about the day. Thanks, Gordon School! You were great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no sooner had I recuperated from the visit, that I took off for VT to have lunch with rock star &lt;a href="http://www.anwriting.com/"&gt;author An Na&lt;/a&gt; (and her beautiful daughter):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFFOsv_sI/AAAAAAAAEe4/_euXtk6hY_M/s1600-h/IMG_2816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFFOsv_sI/AAAAAAAAEe4/_euXtk6hY_M/s320/IMG_2816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402284446666718914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then an event at the rock star bookstore &lt;a href="http://www.flyingpigbooks.com/"&gt;The Flying Pig&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFAnXh79I/AAAAAAAAEew/G9BqirYpJ5s/s1600-h/IMG_2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFAnXh79I/AAAAAAAAEew/G9BqirYpJ5s/s320/IMG_2817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402284367389257682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which is a celebrity to me because I am a regular reader of the &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/blog/660000266/post/60050406.html"&gt;Shelftalker blog&lt;/a&gt;. Here I am with rockstar &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/blog/660000266/post/60050406.html"&gt;blogger Josie Leavitt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjE6xHpYHI/AAAAAAAAEeo/32Qck-D8KlY/s1600-h/IMG_2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjE6xHpYHI/AAAAAAAAEeo/32Qck-D8KlY/s320/IMG_2821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402284266927775858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from there...I went to bed and slept for 10 hours before I returned to my quiet life. I was tired. I'm not used to all this excitement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-4972315943423395310?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4972315943423395310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=4972315943423395310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4972315943423395310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4972315943423395310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/surprisingly-social.html' title='surprisingly social'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvjFN7E9qnI/AAAAAAAAEfI/nRYSJMjyVo4/s72-c/IMG_2806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-370069793165957472</id><published>2009-11-09T19:09:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:43:45.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappearing Desmond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative process'/><title type='text'>Planning for a deadline</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;Since the art for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Disappearing Desmond&lt;/span&gt; is due in a week (final stretch!), I thought I'd talk about how I pace myself with a picture book deadline. This book is 40 pages with self ends and has many, many illustrations in it... I laid it out with a lot of spots and vignettes and square-ups of all sizes. So to keep it all straight, as soon as the sketches got approved, I printed out thumbnails of all the pages that look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/Svixd3Ep5FI/AAAAAAAACWk/YdXm_8hc0K4/s1600-h/des+spot+schedule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/Svixd3Ep5FI/AAAAAAAACWk/YdXm_8hc0K4/s400/des+spot+schedule.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402262879588705362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the date I planned to do each painting above its thumbnail. I don't always follow this plan, but it helps to have an idea of how much I need to accomplish each week to make the deadline. Of course sometimes paintings take more or less time than expected... there are several with this book I've repainted entirely. But again having an overview helps make such an immense amount of painting seem less overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go along, beginning each painting on the planned week. Once I've begun an image I put a check on top of its thumbnail. I say begun because I don't usually finish all the paintings til the very end. I'll usually go as far as I can until I reach a point where I am not sure what to do next. Usually at some point I will get stumped by which color or pattern to choose. So to keep myself from ruining or overworking the painting, I put it aside and move on to the next one. I like to hang these half finished paintings around my studio, so I can keep them on the creative back burner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvixePcmRDI/AAAAAAAACWs/J-IzkEf9uXE/s1600-h/paintings+on+bulletin+boards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvixePcmRDI/AAAAAAAACWs/J-IzkEf9uXE/s400/paintings+on+bulletin+boards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402262886131582002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once all the paintings are on their way, I go back and finish them all off. This is where I am now, I've planned these last couple weeks to fill in all the details left in each piece. Finishing them all around the same time helps me be consistent; when I've worked in sequence sometimes by the end I end up with a style that has shifted somewhat. When a piece is finished I turn the check above each thumbnail into an x. I know, I'm ocd that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be really curious to know how other people plan, or don't plan, this all out- how do YOU do it?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-370069793165957472?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/370069793165957472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=370069793165957472&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/370069793165957472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/370069793165957472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/planning-for-deadline.html' title='Planning for a deadline'/><author><name>Anna Alter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158290821419472185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00101225300214361580'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/Svixd3Ep5FI/AAAAAAAACWk/YdXm_8hc0K4/s72-c/des+spot+schedule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-6754311228934250515</id><published>2009-11-09T11:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:00:02.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at page 147 of Jerry Spinelli's new book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yeV0qFsxD_8/SvhJXKxYPfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oZD0Fg1KEvg/s1600-h/quotedbyJerrySpinelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yeV0qFsxD_8/SvhJXKxYPfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oZD0Fg1KEvg/s400/quotedbyJerrySpinelli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402148415408193010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvina must have given him the book -- but Alvina, did you know he quoted it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-6754311228934250515?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6754311228934250515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=6754311228934250515&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6754311228934250515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6754311228934250515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-at-page-147-of-jerry-spinellis-new.html' title='Look at page 147 of Jerry Spinelli&apos;s new book'/><author><name>Libby Koponen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01508041827996196293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02801891125961672952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yeV0qFsxD_8/SvhJXKxYPfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oZD0Fg1KEvg/s72-c/quotedbyJerrySpinelli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-7151990271098719517</id><published>2009-11-07T09:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:59:29.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you outline?</title><content type='html'>Do you make an outline when you're writing a novel? And when you do, how long and detailed is it?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I "write long," as editors say, and always find myself cutting out over half of early drafts --because I include a lot of details that I don't need AND because the story not only becomes more focussed but sometimes completely changes as I write it. So it seems that making an outline, especially, a really action-oriented one, one sentence per chapter, could really save a lot of time and keep the story on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or does that make things too forced? I'm really curious about how other people do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I'm doing it both ways--writing a novel of my own without an outline, and a work-for-hire ghostwritten novel with one. I'm also forcing myself to write the work-for-hire book IN ORDER -- and am already straying from the outline. I have to admit that this is part of the fun of writing -- being surprised by what the characters do and say. But I know from experience that it results in 8 or 10 drafts where (in my imagination, anyway) other people would write 1 or 2 or 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend writes for TV and there, they beat out every script before they write it. And it is THEY: a group of writers sit in a room, discussing every scene until they have an outline that lists every scene -- who's in it, where it takes place, what happens. Then and only then is the story given to a writer, or writers, to actually write. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I finish the work-for-hire project I'm going to beat out my novel -- and count myself lucky that I'm doing it alone, without a roomful of people complaining about or criticizing every idea. Or would that be a good thing? Maybe I should imagine them, too -- I know enough writers well enough to be able to guess pretty accurately what they would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-7151990271098719517?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7151990271098719517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=7151990271098719517&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7151990271098719517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7151990271098719517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-you-outline.html' title='Do you outline?'/><author><name>Libby Koponen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01508041827996196293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02801891125961672952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-6355289494410082511</id><published>2009-11-06T10:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:45:49.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry friday'/><title type='text'>Toucan Talk: An Original Animal Mask Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SvREbYDOojI/AAAAAAAAFhE/8zSa8xSIlAw/s1600-h/PoetryFridayButton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401017090227216946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SvREbYDOojI/AAAAAAAAFhE/8zSa8xSIlAw/s320/PoetryFridayButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I posting a poem that I wrote many, many years ago...then put aside. I worked on it again for one of Tricia's Poetry Stretches at the Miss Rumphius Effect last May: &lt;a href="http://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-poetry-stretch-animal-poems.html"&gt;Monday Poetry Stretch - Animal Poems&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my new version of my mask poem about a toucan. It may revised again. One never knows when one is finished with a poem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;TOUCAN TALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Elaine Magliaro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I’m Toucan. I’m more beak than bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In profile I may look absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I sport a bill that’s giant-size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s true. I don’t hyperbolize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s strong and filled with rigid foam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s like an airy honeycomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It doesn’t weigh me down. It’s light!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s sharp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s colorful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It helps me to attract a mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s perfect female birdie bait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s really great for plucking fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From trees—and self defense, to boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A useful tool, it’s versatile—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A beak that truly fits the bill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wild Rose Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I have a review of &lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/2009/11/tree-that-time-built-celebration-of.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Tree That Time Built: A Celebration of Nature, Science, and Imagination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a wonderful new anthology that connects science and poetry. It was compiled by US Children's Poet Laureate &lt;a href="http://www.maryannhoberman.com/"&gt;Mary Ann Hoberman&lt;/a&gt; and her good friend Linda Winston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My poem of the Week at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Political Verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot-dog-turley-blawg-verse.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT DOG!: A Turley Blawg Verse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/2009/11/poetry-friday-roundup-is-at-wild-rose.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The Poetry Friday Roundup Is at Wild Rose Reader Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-6355289494410082511?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6355289494410082511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=6355289494410082511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6355289494410082511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6355289494410082511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/toucan-talk-original-animal-mask-poem.html' title='Toucan Talk: An Original Animal Mask Poem'/><author><name>Elaine Magliaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09829330276633865868</uri><email>e.drabik@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17383697749611464501'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SvREbYDOojI/AAAAAAAAFhE/8zSa8xSIlAw/s72-c/PoetryFridayButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-7076416374437170308</id><published>2009-11-05T15:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:36:34.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling guilty part II</title><content type='html'>So I am once again feeling guilty (I think if you polled people who work at home you'd find that a large number of us experience this!). I am wearing my "pajamas" -- really my work out clothes because I didn't feel like getting dressed since I'm going to the gym later. I've been watching TV (not really, but it's on) and looking up facts on the internet all afternoon. I am, in fact, getting "work" done, but I put work in quotes because it doesn't feel like work to me. Since I work 3 days at BN I feel like that is what real work is--being tortured. The job really does feel like torture sometimes. Customers can be very difficult and I often feel like a social worker because there are quite a few mental patients who frequent the store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, however, I am on break from that. I'm doing what I want to do. Somehow, though, it doesn't feel like work! I suppose that's why I feel guilty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say much about what I'm working on because I don't want to be copied, but I will say that it involves recycling old material that didn't make it into previous books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meghan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-7076416374437170308?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7076416374437170308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=7076416374437170308&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7076416374437170308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7076416374437170308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/feeling-guilty-part-ii.html' title='feeling guilty part II'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117528918335897128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14315312403114354386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-4380301817238885756</id><published>2009-11-05T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T05:00:00.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday at the Flying Pig!</title><content type='html'>Celebrate National Bookstore Day this Saturday with me at the &lt;a href="http://www.flyingpigbooks.com"&gt;Flying Pig Bookstore&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Nov. 7th, 1 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flyingpigbooks.com"&gt;Flying Pig Bookstore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5247 Shelburne Rd.&lt;br /&gt;Shelburne, VT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;local but can't make it? Reserve an autographed copy and pick it up later! Call: 802-985-3999&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-4380301817238885756?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4380301817238885756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=4380301817238885756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4380301817238885756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4380301817238885756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-at-flying-pig.html' title='Saturday at the Flying Pig!'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-4801051733855778350</id><published>2009-11-05T00:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:55:37.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>love this too</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rc6z2QcFP88&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rc6z2QcFP88&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-4801051733855778350?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4801051733855778350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=4801051733855778350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4801051733855778350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4801051733855778350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-this-too.html' title='love this too'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117528918335897128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14315312403114354386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-3809782478567802717</id><published>2009-11-04T16:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:57:59.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>check out this coolness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tP-reW1eLYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tP-reW1eLYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-out-this-coolness.html' title='check out this coolness'/><author><name>Meghan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117528918335897128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14315312403114354386'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-7507175789770477338</id><published>2009-11-04T05:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T05:00:02.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>red dress</title><content type='html'>I was going to do a post about the Smith College event that &lt;a href="http://www.annaalter.com"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt; &amp; I attended, but fellow author &lt;a href="http://www.jeannineatkins.com/"&gt;Jeannine Atkins&lt;/a&gt; did such a &lt;a href="http://jeannineatkins.livejournal.com/95911.html"&gt;nice write-up on her blog&lt;/a&gt; I thought I'd just &lt;a href="http://jeannineatkins.livejournal.com/95911.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I'm not writing about that, I can spend more time doing my most present distraction: SHOPPING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, even when I was young there were two things I loved reading about in books. Food (which is why I loved &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780064400039"&gt;Farmer Boy&lt;/a&gt;) and clothes (which is why I loved &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780679847595"&gt;Ballet Shoes&lt;/a&gt;). I loved reading the descriptions of what the characters wore, their imaginings of the perfect party dress, and pretty clothes that they sighed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I claim that as one of the excuses for my current preoccupation: looking for a new dress. I have to admit, just like the girls in the books I read, I love pretty clothes and looking at them (trying them on is a different story--sometimes a bit disheartening--which is why I love online shopping)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though I have plenty of time to look with my &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/18179145/"&gt;Today Show appearance&lt;/a&gt; scheduled for Dec. 4th, I've been hunting relentlessly. Some suggested &lt;a href="http://gracegoeshk.blogspot.com/2007/03/blue-dress.html"&gt;the blue dress&lt;/a&gt; but I think I would like something red, something that will be bright and lucky...something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvEKtGetowI/AAAAAAAAEdo/OLUyEoe6SU0/s1600-h/erez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvEKtGetowI/AAAAAAAAEdo/OLUyEoe6SU0/s320/erez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400109198143759106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which is my recent splurge (though I can still return it). It's a bit dressy compared to what other authors have worn, but I feel like it's unlikely I'll be on the Today Show again so might as well go in my nicest duds! What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-7507175789770477338?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7507175789770477338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=7507175789770477338&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7507175789770477338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7507175789770477338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-dress.html' title='red dress'/><author><name>Grace Lin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129288262225671104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18189628585357741836'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SvEKtGetowI/AAAAAAAAEdo/OLUyEoe6SU0/s72-c/erez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry></feed>