<?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>2009-11-04T14:47:58.890-05:00</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>1175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><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'/&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='5 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'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-1815345744400879995</id><published>2009-11-03T16:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:56:14.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting in progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappearing Desmond'/><title type='text'>Disappearing Desmond continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;Apologies for the late post, I spent the morning in Connecticut at a school visit, and the afternoon at a book talk given by the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/blog/660000266.html"&gt;Alison Morris&lt;/a&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://www.smith.edu/newsoffice/releases/NewsOffice09-050.html"&gt;Smith College Campus school&lt;/a&gt;- a follow up to the book fair yesterday where Grace and I presented and signed with a bunch of local author/illustrators. It was a busy day considering I usually sit at my drafting table all by my lonesome (with the possible company of my cats), and a needed break before the final stretch to my deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here is the conclusion to &lt;a href="http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-disappearing-desmond-in-progress.html"&gt;last week's post&lt;/a&gt; about one of the Disappearing Desmond paintings. Just a few more to go, all the art will be done less than two weeks- eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left off I had just started to repaint the figures over the background layers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqT6ejplI/AAAAAAAACTE/9NJKpCvzZrI/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqT6ejplI/AAAAAAAACTE/9NJKpCvzZrI/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400003212308883026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I filled in the snowman and Desmond, dressed in blue to blend into the shadows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqA4_WxHI/AAAAAAAACS8/UEirr3cQesM/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqA4_WxHI/AAAAAAAACS8/UEirr3cQesM/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400002885492065394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I worked on the two figures behind him, beginning patterns on their clothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqArRjiVI/AAAAAAAACS0/_xX1dVnIlFg/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqArRjiVI/AAAAAAAACS0/_xX1dVnIlFg/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400002881810303314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More layers, on the trees especially:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqADrpZsI/AAAAAAAACSk/lmnygTpeKIc/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqADrpZsI/AAAAAAAACSk/lmnygTpeKIc/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400002871182321346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the finished painting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqUehYlPI/AAAAAAAACTM/TI6KxSAnmjo/s1600-h/desmond+snow+finish-low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqUehYlPI/AAAAAAAACTM/TI6KxSAnmjo/s400/desmond+snow+finish-low+res.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400003221984417010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-1815345744400879995?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1815345744400879995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=1815345744400879995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1815345744400879995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1815345744400879995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/disappearing-desmond-continued.html' title='Disappearing Desmond continued'/><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SvCqT6ejplI/AAAAAAAACTE/9NJKpCvzZrI/s72-c/desmond+snow+sketch+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-1075643627059805136</id><published>2009-11-02T08:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:25:48.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alvina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books alvina has edited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyond the Book'/><title type='text'>Beyond the Book: Freaks and Revelations by Davida Wills Hurwin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Su3rXO9XYXI/AAAAAAAABZU/sWQvUKQLsuc/s1600-h/Freaks+and+Revelations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Su3rXO9XYXI/AAAAAAAABZU/sWQvUKQLsuc/s400/Freaks+and+Revelations.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399230312672092530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the Book: &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316049962"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Davida Wills Hurwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;What if a stranger hated you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;This raw, moving novel follows two teenagers—one a Mohawk-wearing, Punk-rocking seventeen-year-old Neo-Nazi; the other a gay thirteen-year-old cast out by his family, hustling on the streets and trying to survive. Told in alternating perspectives, this book tells the story of the boys’ lives before and after the violent hate crime that changes both their futures. This is a tragic but ultimately inspirational journey of two very polarized teens, their violent first meeting, and then their peaceful reunion years later. It is an unforgettable story of survival and forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Acclaimed author Davida Wills Hurwin weaves a compelling and powerful story, inspired by the real lives of Timothy Zaal and Matthew Boger. Theirs is a journey from fear and hate to tolerance and hope. And it is proof that people can truly change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This book has had an interesting genesis—it started when a film agent approached a literary agent asking her if she knew anyone who could write the story of two men, Matthew Zaal and Timothy Boger, in book form. The literary agent really saw this as powerful material for a young adult novel, and approached her client Davida Wills Hurwin about taking it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met with with the agent over two years ago, I was initially interested because of Davida’s involvement—her first novel, &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316036344"&gt;A Time for Dancing&lt;/a&gt;, had been published by Little, Brown and was the first YA book I read after starting work there. It was handed to me by another assistant (Amy!) who told me that although Little, Brown did not publish much young adult fiction, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Time for Dancing &lt;/span&gt;was a perfect example of the type of YA we did publish. I absolutely loved it—I thought her writing was beautiful, and that she perfectly captured the raw emotion of the story. And, of course, it made me cry. And then, when the agent went on to tell me the incredible story of these two men (whose story has been shared on &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=97451126"&gt;NPR&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/dated/oprahshow/oprahshow_20070606"&gt;Oprah Winfrey Show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, and more) I thought, this is exactly the kind of book I love to read. Edgy but authentic, and ultimately uplifting and inspirational. In fact, after the meeting my assistant Connie kept saying, "Are you excited? This is your kind of book!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The book was in the process of being written when the agent pitched it, and so it wasn't until over six months later that I finally was able to read it. And it delivers. Davida has done a brilliant, sensitive job of bringing their story to life. She interviewed both men at length, going back to meet with Tim again and again after realizing that his story was more challenging to tell. It’s such a powerful story even as fiction, and the fact that it’s based on truth takes it to that next level. She also wrote a very thoughtful author's note at the end of the book explaining her process, and we also include a brief Q&amp;amp;A with Tim and Matthew. I've had the opportunity to meet Davida twice so far, and she is such a warm, loving soul. It has been such a pleasure working with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The book's official publication date was yesterday. Happy book birthday! As always, I love the design of this book, this time by the amazing &lt;/span&gt;Ben Mautner who told me that he couldn't stop thinking about the book after he read it. He put so much thought and care into the design. Here's the cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Su42UGLD4iI/AAAAAAAABZc/5ECrF-awgOs/s1600-h/IMG_1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Su42UGLD4iI/AAAAAAAABZc/5ECrF-awgOs/s400/IMG_1507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399312722146091554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you take off the jacket, a stark white case cover is revealed with just the word "Revelations" that shows through a die-cut in the front of the jacket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Su42Urtln2I/AAAAAAAABZk/u7nk52PIOhE/s1600-h/IMG_1508.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/Su42Urtln2I/AAAAAAAABZk/u7nk52PIOhE/s400/IMG_1508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399312732223020898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And here is the full jacket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Su42U5bGN8I/AAAAAAAABZs/ZzBRZHKw1Xo/s1600-h/IMG_1511.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/Su42U5bGN8I/AAAAAAAABZs/ZzBRZHKw1Xo/s400/IMG_1511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399312735903561666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the back cover, we had some wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;advanced praise--I was so pleased to discover how strongly others responded to the book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the lively voices of the separate narrators, two antagonists survive a hate-crime collision. Their entwining paths point a new way forward. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hurry to read this book; time is still of the essence.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-Gregory Maguire, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matchless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"In addition to being impossible to put down, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; is that rare book with the power to change the world.  Lots of books shine a light on the humanity of the oppressed victim.  This book grants humanity to everyone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; should be required reading for all humans. &lt;/span&gt; We need what it provides, and we'll be better for it."&lt;br /&gt;-Catherine Ryan Hyde, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diary of a Witness, Pay it Forward&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Becoming Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Your heart will break as you follow these two scared, scarred boys toward the night both will regret forever. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A compelling and essential book for teens&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;-Ellen Wittlinger, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Lies, Parrotfish&lt;/span&gt;, and Printz Honor Book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hard Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; proves that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the power of forgiveness and understanding will always triumph over hate&lt;/span&gt;. A brutally realistic story, told with gut-wrenching authenticity.”&lt;br /&gt;--Julie Anne Peters, author of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keeping You a Secret&lt;/span&gt; and National Book Award finalist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt;, Davida Wills Hurwin exquisitely illuminates a dark, haunting story of pain and redemption so that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it stays in the reader's heart long after the last page is turned&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;--Alex Sanchez, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rainbow Boys&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is a must-read, and should find a conspicuous place on bookshelves in every high school in the US&lt;/span&gt;. The book offers amazing insight into the nature of hate, and the crimes it perpetrates. Davida Wills Hurwin should be very proud!”&lt;br /&gt;--Ellen Hopkins, author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crank, Impulse&lt;/span&gt; and National Book Award finalist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a painfully-honest journey&lt;/span&gt; through the collision-course lives of two adolescents…one a homeless gay kid hustling the streets of West Hollywood the other an increasingly violent white supremacist desperate to find himself in LA’s punk rock scene.  Through misfortune and serendipity both boys learn the meaning of pain and forgiveness.”&lt;br /&gt;--J. Dallas Dishman, Ph.D., hate crimes researcher and author of “Anti-Gay Violence in the City of West Hollywood”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We also received the strongest response from our teen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2006/10/know-any-teenagers-who-love-to-read.html"&gt;Hip Scouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; that I've ever experienced. Here's just a taste of a few of the reviews:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; by Davida Wilis Hurwin was a rare novel that showed the truth behind human nature.  Hurwin captures people in their most vulnerable state, being faced with something completely different from your own views, and self discovery....Overall this novel is a beacon of hope and a step closer to coexistence and acceptance of any lifestyle.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This doesn't rank as a 'must read.'  It is ranked as an 'absolutely need to read!&lt;/span&gt;'"&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff, 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt;, Ms. Hurwin has opened not only my eyes but the eyes of everyone worldwide to hatred and misguidance that could and can be prevented. I am in awe. This story could not be told any better if not by the real people themselves. I couldn't put it down. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I loved it; every single word of it. &lt;/span&gt;There is hope for a better world, where people understand and respect each other rather than the hate that engulfs us now."&lt;br /&gt;-Michelle, 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one of the best books I have ever read&lt;/span&gt;. Profiling the two main characters years before the incident gives readers a chance to get to know the characters and gives them an insight as to why they act the way they do and how they got to that point. It also allows the readers to sympathize with the characters and go through their hardships with them. All of this makes the book more touching and a better read. Each hardship a character went through, I felt as well. It also raises awareness for those who have to suffer in this way. I think that this story is so important to have out there and it was done in a brilliant way which paints a picture impossible to ignore."&lt;br /&gt;-Julia, 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; is the sort of book that strikes its readers as completely different, new and gripping. The two main characters, Jason and Doug, are from extremely diverse backgrounds, but it's easy to relate to them both in many ways. Their story is a story about the struggle to survive in a world where no one else understands the way you are, the struggle to grow up when you don't know if anyone even cares whether you do, the struggle every teenager faces in deciding if it's okay to be unique. The reality of this tale is powerfully intense, and its message is one that everyone should take to heart. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; definitely gives its readers a deeper understanding of what it means to hate, to love, and to respect one another. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is truly a masterpiece&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;-Melissa, 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; by Davida Wills Hurwin is a raw and poignant book about two young boys ostracized from their families and left to fend on their own. This novel is told through dual perspectives, and the readers are captivated by the raw emotion each of the characters experience. They cross paths in the most unusual way and in the end, everyone learns about how everyone should be treated with respect.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I recommend this book to anyone who is willing to gain a new awareness and want to read an amazing book.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-Tynisha, 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And finally, a glowing review from School Library Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Freaks and Revelations&lt;/span&gt; is based on a true story so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emotionally detailed&lt;/span&gt; that it could easily be a memoir....Hurwin gets inside her characters’ pain without sentiment; she present each home and its horrors soberly...T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he author’s prose is clear and incisive&lt;/span&gt;, and many chapters resonate like good short stories. Jason’s narrative stands with Kathleen Jeffrie Johnson’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Target &lt;/span&gt;and Laurie Halse Anderson’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speak&lt;/span&gt; as a survivor’s story. Doug’s equally layered story—of coming full circle out of hate—sets it apart." --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;School Library Journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I absolutely love this book. It's raw, and there are parts that are certainly tough to read, but above all it is honest, authentic, and as many of the quotes say, I think this should be required reading for all. It is a look into lives most likely very different from your own, it is a book about tolerance, acceptance, empathy, and change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I hope you'll all read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; It is a book that gives me hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-1075643627059805136?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1075643627059805136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=1075643627059805136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1075643627059805136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1075643627059805136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/beyond-book-freaks-and-revelations-by.html' title='Beyond the Book: Freaks and Revelations by Davida Wills Hurwin'/><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hx-Zyr4Sbik/Su3rXO9XYXI/AAAAAAAABZU/sWQvUKQLsuc/s72-c/Freaks+and+Revelations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-1988222224500060907</id><published>2009-11-02T00:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:17:47.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS CRAZY...</title><content type='html'>He did the whole book in miniature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RWoe2ZF-ZEE&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/RWoe2ZF-ZEE&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/31911817-1988222224500060907?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1988222224500060907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=1988222224500060907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1988222224500060907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1988222224500060907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-crazy.html' title='THIS IS CRAZY...'/><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'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-5468143786008955655</id><published>2009-10-31T14:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:40:20.291-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Smith College Campus School book fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;Grace and I will each be doing a brief presentation and book signing at the &lt;a href="http://www.smith.edu/newsoffice/releases/NewsOffice09-050.html"&gt;Smith College Campus School annual book fair&lt;/a&gt; in Northampton on Monday November 2nd. It is free and open to the public so come on by! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other participating authors and illustrators: Patricia MacLachlan, Heidi Stemple, Rich Michelson, Corinne Demas, Jeannine Atkins,Mo Willems, Marguerite Davol, Barbara Diamond Goldin, Kevin Markey, Michael Nelson, Shelley Rotner, Diane de Groat, Jane Dyer, Brooke Dyer, and Jeff Mack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad line-up, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will each present for ten minutes from 3:00-3:40 pm&lt;br /&gt;Book signing to follow from 3:45-5:00 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-5468143786008955655?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5468143786008955655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=5468143786008955655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5468143786008955655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5468143786008955655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/smith-college-campus-school-book-fair.html' title='Smith College Campus School book fair'/><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'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-6494490078804906256</id><published>2009-10-31T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:36:22.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I made this music video last night, for Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eg7uVApywYk&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/eg7uVApywYk&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it showcases Mercy Brown's grave--the "vampire" from RI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-6494490078804906256?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6494490078804906256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=6494490078804906256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6494490078804906256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6494490078804906256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-made-this-music-video-last-night-for.html' title='I made this music video last night, for Halloween'/><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-6557412970341852118</id><published>2009-10-31T02:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:47:13.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new video for pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gvN0FPaIjuM&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/gvN0FPaIjuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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video for pop'/><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-4423829382253234725</id><published>2009-10-30T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:52:20.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a reading of aliens</title><content type='html'>I just found this online:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a style="font: Verdana" href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=25043255"&gt;Aliens are Coming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=25043255,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=25043255,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a style="font: Verdana" href="http://www.myspace.com/mygirlsspace"&gt;Slowpoke&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="font: Verdana" href="http://vids.myspace.com"&gt;MySpace Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-4423829382253234725?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4423829382253234725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=4423829382253234725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4423829382253234725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4423829382253234725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/reading-of-aliens.html' title='a reading of aliens'/><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-5252095458853725988</id><published>2009-10-30T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:42:00.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthcare system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelancer'/><title type='text'>Not broken?</title><content type='html'>I fell about two weeks ago, and the arm really hurt -- but I figured it was just a bad sprain, and that if I went to the doctor, he would just tell me to ice it, rest, etc. so I figured I'd save the $60 (the cost of a visit to the community health clinic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when two weeks had gone by and the pain was getting worse, not better, I called the clinic: &lt;div&gt;"I think my arm is broken."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No one can see you today -- the doctor is leaving early and we're very busy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked if they'd call if there was a cancellation, there was, and she did -- twice (on my way there the first time she called to say she was sorry, she'd made a mistake, that appointment had been taken already). But, eventually I did see the  doctor, who was was his usual amiable but disinterested self: blabbering on about how he was leaving in a few minutes (it was almost noon), since it  was the day "once a week when I take care of my own health needs."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once a week!" I said, surprised, and thinking he must have some serious medical condition. "What are you having done?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, every week I take half a day for my own mental health--today I'm writing letters...." (blah blah -- by the way this half day is in addition to being off all weekend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up from his laptop briefly to feel the arm and say it might or might not be broken, and that I'd need to go to the hospital to get x-rays. I drove over there, waited another hour, and filled out more forms while the admins complained about their computer system being down and joked with each other about personal matters. Not one speck of interest shown in me or my arm here either. I finally saw the x-ray technician who greeted me by name, and seemed both competent and interested -- but  said that (by law) she wasn't allowed to tell me if the arm was broken or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She DID ask me to wait after she'd taken the x-rays, though, and after awhile, came back and said "someone wants to talk to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an admin from the clinic who said the arm was broken. I asked what to do (cast? splint? sling?) -- she didn't know, but, when pressed by me to ask the doctor, eventually suggested that I drive to a pharmacy where, she said, the doctor would call in a splint or something. She also asked me which orthopedic surgeon I wanted to see, I said I didn't know, could she recommend one? She said she'd get back to me. (She never did.) How much the x-rays cost no one could tell me, since the computers were down, except that there would be two charges, one for the x-rays themselves and one for the radiologist (never seen or talked to by me) who looked at them electronically and ruled on whether or not there was a fracture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I drove to the pharmacy -- nothing had been called in from the doctor and the pharmacist said that clinic was impossible to reach, so we picked out something together ($29) and I drove home. By this time 5 hours had passed. I tried again to call the clinic for a recommendation -- the x-ray technician had said I should see someone: "you're lucky the fracture didn't reach the joint, if it had you'd never bend that arm again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called a friend and got HIS recommendation -- if I was going to pay to see an orthopedic surgeon, I wanted to see a good one.  The admin said "Can you get here in 15 minutes?" She said she couldn't give directions, she didn't know the area, and was acrimonious when I said in that case, I'd have to call her back once I'd google-mapped it. I did, and we made an appointment -- after she had cautioned me that "it could cost $250, do you have the money?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this time, my arm was hurting more and more from the driving and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I had found the surgeon's office, waited another hour, and seen the orthopedic surgeon, &lt;i&gt;the whole day had gone by&lt;/i&gt;.....Though I admit that the surgeon WAS very nice, and also reassuring: when you're in pain, and wondering what's wrong, talking to someone who seems to know what he's doing is helpful and calming in and of itself; but he wasn't just knowledgeable, he was NICE. He went over the x-rays with me in detail, explained exactly what was going on, and  said I'd done just the right things and that the sling I'd picked out was just fine. He added  that the new theory about treating broken bones is not to restrict movement -- in England now they don't even use slings! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But that's a bit harsh and stiff upper lip."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, he was with me, still talking, when I went to the front desk to pay and when they said it would be $250, the surgeon said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Just charge her for an office visit."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How much is that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't know, ask them in billing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was $75.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, thinking of all the snide comments I've heard against the "public option" and "socialized medicine," I couldn't help thinking of when I broke my arm in Ireland a few years ago. I was riding and when  the horse refused a fence, fell forward and landed on my arm. The friend I was with drove me to a small country hospital; within an hour, I had been examined by a very nice doctor, given an x-ray, put in a cast, and sent home. The cost? An &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;optional&lt;/span&gt; 15 pounds, which I of course paid. The whole experience was PLEASANT, even cozy (afterwards, my friend and I went to a local pub and had some excellent Irish whisky in front of a peat-burning fire).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, if I had health insurance, which I don't, I would be paying at least $600 a month for it -- and would have had to pay everything I paid for the arm anyway, since for $600/month your deductible is pretty high. Our health care system is more broken than my arm (for details., listen to This American Life's &lt;a href="http://thislife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?sched=1320"&gt;Someone else's money&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://thislife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?sched=1321"&gt; More is less&lt;/a&gt;)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm happy to say that  -- aside from the wasted day yesterday --&lt;b&gt; this hasn't slowed me down on my novel at all. &lt;/b&gt;I sent 80 pages of it to my agent and while waiting to hear what she thinks, am writing more. I've learned my lesson about waiting to hear: DON'T. Keep going, start something else, but keep writing. I read once about an author who said she knew she was a writer when her baby threw up on the page; she just wiped it off and kept going. This broken arm has been that experience for me. I was writing when the clinic called to say they could squeeze me in after all -- and I went on writing when I got home.&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/31911817-5252095458853725988?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5252095458853725988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=5252095458853725988&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5252095458853725988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5252095458853725988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-broken.html' title='Not broken?'/><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'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-3635175672612272666</id><published>2009-10-30T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:37:55.247-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry friday'/><title type='text'>POETRY FRIDAY: Song of the Witches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SunERqPb__I/AAAAAAAAFfk/fbS-MDDsUdc/s1600-h/PoetryFridayButton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398061436056109042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SunERqPb__I/AAAAAAAAFfk/fbS-MDDsUdc/s320/PoetryFridayButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little Shakespeare that's perfect for reciting at Halloween:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Song of the Witches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Double, double toil and trouble;&lt;br /&gt;Fire burn and caldron bubble.&lt;br /&gt;Fillet of a fenny snake,&lt;br /&gt;In the caldron boil and bake;&lt;br /&gt;Eye of newt and toe of frog,&lt;br /&gt;Wool of bat and tongue of dog,&lt;br /&gt;Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,&lt;br /&gt;Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,&lt;br /&gt;For a charm of powerful trouble,&lt;br /&gt;Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double, double toil and trouble;&lt;br /&gt;Fire burn and caldron bubble.&lt;br /&gt;Cool it with a baboon's blood,&lt;br /&gt;Then the charm is firm and good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last April, I wrote a political parody of Shakespeare’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song of the Witches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that I posted at &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Political Verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Here it is:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Stewing Brew: A Macbethian Melange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Pelosi's Pot-au-Pooh-Poohers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by Elaine Magliaro &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Round about the cauldron go:&lt;br /&gt;In the pompous lard butt throw.&lt;br /&gt;Rush the bilious radio host—&lt;br /&gt;That’s what needs to cook the most.&lt;br /&gt;In the brimstone broth immersed—&lt;br /&gt;Limbaugh, Limbaugh! Be he first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the rest of my poem here: &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/04/potent-political-potage-la-shakespeare.html"&gt;Potent Political Pottage a la Shakespeare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At &lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/2009/10/childrens-poetry-books-for-halloween.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wild Rose Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I have reviews of three poetry books that would be great to share with kids at &lt;strong&gt;Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poetry post this week at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Political Verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/10/paean-to-bovine-beauty.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paean to a Bovine Beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennie&lt;/strong&gt; has the &lt;a href="http://www.jenrothschild.com/2009/10/poetry-friday-is-here.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poetry Friday Roundup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Biblio File&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/31911817-3635175672612272666?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3635175672612272666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=3635175672612272666&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3635175672612272666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3635175672612272666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-friday-song-of-witches.html' title='POETRY FRIDAY: Song of the Witches'/><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/SunERqPb__I/AAAAAAAAFfk/fbS-MDDsUdc/s72-c/PoetryFridayButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-3640070233576246085</id><published>2009-10-29T21:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:27:43.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling guilt</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling better for a month or so now, and immediately the guilt is back. I"m talking about the not working 24/7 guilt. I just finished my adult memoir and somehow that isn't enough. Nothing is enough. Watching TV is awful. Eating is awful. Everything I do is awful unless it involves working. I hate it! I work as a cashier 3 days a week. I wish I could take 2 days off like a normal person without that guilt hanging over my head! When I was feeling sick all the time I didn't care about any of it. In fact, I didn't care to update my website or to work on books or anything book related. Now those interests are back, which is good, but as I said above, it comes with a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guilt is back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-3640070233576246085?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3640070233576246085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=3640070233576246085&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3640070233576246085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3640070233576246085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-guilt.html' title='feeling guilt'/><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'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-5459286739583660018</id><published>2009-10-29T15:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:06:28.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me in the School Library Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SunmB2z0hoI/AAAAAAAAEdI/wnFyan2LRRU/s1600-h/slj0911_Grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SunmB2z0hoI/AAAAAAAAEdI/wnFyan2LRRU/s200/slj0911_Grace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398098547947374210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's a &lt;a href="http://www.schoollibraryjournal.com/article/CA6703695.html?desc=topstory"&gt;profile on me&lt;/a&gt; in this month's issue of the School Library Journal. While I'm a tad embarrassed by the complimentary things written, I think Robert would've liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-5459286739583660018?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5459286739583660018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=5459286739583660018&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5459286739583660018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5459286739583660018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-in-school-library-journal.html' title='Me in the School Library Journal'/><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/SunmB2z0hoI/AAAAAAAAEdI/wnFyan2LRRU/s72-c/slj0911_Grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-7428294763050162503</id><published>2009-10-28T09:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:07:38.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston Book Festival</title><content type='html'>I was at the Boston Book Festival last Saturday. It was a packed festival, there were crowds everywhere! I do hope Boston does this event annually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me,  it was lots of fun meeting up with &lt;a href="http://www.scottmagoon.com/Site/ScottMagoonsWebsite.html"&gt;Scott Magoon&lt;/a&gt; and Alice Flaherty:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/Sug-t35EuZI/AAAAAAAAEdA/KHThFFh3ZPk/s1600-h/bbf1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/Sug-t35EuZI/AAAAAAAAEdA/KHThFFh3ZPk/s320/bbf1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397633111221909906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are the creators of &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780618556441"&gt;Luck of the Loch Ness Monster: A Tale of Picky Eating&lt;/a&gt;. I learned from Alice Flaherty, also a highly respected doctor of neurology, that picky eating is actually a genetic trait. People whose ancestors are from areas where there were many poisonous plants tend to have the gene for picky eating-- a survival of the fittest characteristic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I caught about 5 minutes of Alicia Silverstone talking about her book on vegetarians. This is as close I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/Sug-q5sR_rI/AAAAAAAAEc4/u03NfLh-pN4/s1600-h/bbf2.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/Sug-q5sR_rI/AAAAAAAAEc4/u03NfLh-pN4/s320/bbf2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397633060165516978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think she'll remember me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-7428294763050162503?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7428294763050162503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=7428294763050162503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7428294763050162503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/7428294763050162503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/boston-book-festival.html' title='Boston Book Festival'/><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/Sug-t35EuZI/AAAAAAAAEdA/KHThFFh3ZPk/s72-c/bbf1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-2029194885527726291</id><published>2009-10-27T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:07:54.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Moses Brown Book fair tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/Subj52YUuKI/AAAAAAAACRs/_hVWknkcFZI/s1600-h/books2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/Subj52YUuKI/AAAAAAAACRs/_hVWknkcFZI/s320/books2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397251786439702690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be presenting about my work and signing books at the &lt;a href="http://www.mosesbrown.org/podium/default.aspx?t=118007&amp;rc=0"&gt;Moses Brown Book Fair&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow, October 28th, in Providence, RI. If you are in the area come say hello! I will be signing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abigailspells.com"&gt;Abigail Spells&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oldredshoe.com"&gt;What Can You Do with and Old Red Shoe?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the fair from 12:30-2:00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&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/31911817-2029194885527726291?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2029194885527726291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=2029194885527726291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/2029194885527726291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/2029194885527726291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/moses-brown-book-fair-tomorrow.html' title='Moses Brown Book fair tomorrow'/><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/Subj52YUuKI/AAAAAAAACRs/_hVWknkcFZI/s72-c/books2.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-1134641379308953280</id><published>2009-10-27T05:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:16:19.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting in progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappearing Desmond'/><title type='text'>More Disappearing Desmond in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;The sketch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuWz940c-HI/AAAAAAAACQs/9aH7u_NnaYQ/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuWz940c-HI/AAAAAAAACQs/9aH7u_NnaYQ/s400/desmond+snow+sketch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396917604279187570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First washes of color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuWzxgpmoYI/AAAAAAAACQk/LNwJpS_3lbg/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuWzxgpmoYI/AAAAAAAACQk/LNwJpS_3lbg/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396917391632802178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layering color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW0ITw-3tI/AAAAAAAACRE/ZtAJJ-RwoD4/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW0ITw-3tI/AAAAAAAACRE/ZtAJJ-RwoD4/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396917783311081170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layering background tones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW0IP-HymI/AAAAAAAACQ8/a6ckvY8coO4/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW0IP-HymI/AAAAAAAACQ8/a6ckvY8coO4/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396917782292449890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More background layers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW1Asv_HmI/AAAAAAAACRU/xbyNPf8ZnXg/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW1Asv_HmI/AAAAAAAACRU/xbyNPf8ZnXg/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396918752090463842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin painting in figures and trees over new background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW0jq6ZUGI/AAAAAAAACRM/uoqyXkr_-84/s1600-h/desmond+snow+sketch+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/SuW0jq6ZUGI/AAAAAAAACRM/uoqyXkr_-84/s400/desmond+snow+sketch+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396918253381046370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-1134641379308953280?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1134641379308953280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=1134641379308953280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1134641379308953280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1134641379308953280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-disappearing-desmond-in-progress.html' title='More Disappearing Desmond in progress'/><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/SuWz940c-HI/AAAAAAAACQs/9aH7u_NnaYQ/s72-c/desmond+snow+sketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-3825822220838670861</id><published>2009-10-26T08:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:58:49.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alvina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books alvina has edited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><title type='text'>Good news!</title><content type='html'>As Grace &lt;a href="http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-book-today-show.html"&gt;announced last week&lt;/a&gt;, her beautiful novel &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; was selected by Al Roker as the December selection for the Today Show Book Club, aka &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/18179145/"&gt;Al's Book Club for Kids&lt;/a&gt;. I thought I'd share a little behind-the-scenes look into how this type of good news is shared in the publishing house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Thursday morning around 10:30 am, and I had just gotten out of our weekly editorial meeting.  I was in my office chatting with our Library Marketing Director when I heard the sound of running footsteps down the hall. Running footsteps is a sure sign of news--although sometimes bad (for example, something printed incorrectly, what are we going to do?!). Our Publicity Director and Grace's in-house Publicist burst into my office holding a copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where the Mountain Meets the Moon &lt;/span&gt;with huge smiles on their faces. (Whew, it's good news. But what?) "Today Show book club selection! Today Show Book Club selection!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement, shock, disbelief, happiness.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait...what? What? Really?!"&lt;br /&gt;Laughter, cheering, yay yay yay! I could hear the news spread down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where the Mountain Meets the Moon is going to be on the &lt;/span&gt;Today Show&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No way! Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should tell Grace!" I was told.&lt;br /&gt;"This is Al Roker's Book Club, right?" I asked--I wanted to make sure I told Grace the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;I IMed Grace on Gchat.&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: hey, are you there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;: yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: are you at home? I have good news for you! Should I call your cell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;: ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Grace on the line. Our Publicity Director and I told her the news together. I think the first words out of Grace's mouth were, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Really?! Oh my gosh!" as the news sunk in. "I have to tell my mom!" and then later..."What am I going to wear!?" and "How did this happen?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is generally how it works when we hear good news. For example, when we receive the bestseller lists and see that we have a new title make it on, the news spreads down the hall, and people cheer and clap and yell and come out of their offices and cubes to celebrate for a little while. When &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316015479"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Curious Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hit the list for the first time back in April, our Publisher's Assistant started calling my name while running down the hall. "Alvina! Alvina!" It's especially exciting when it's the first time an author has made it on the list. In the case of Peter Brown, a group of us crowded into my office to hear Peter react to the news. He had been on tour in CA at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love good news in the office, obviously. Keep it coming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And congratulations again, Grace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-3825822220838670861?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3825822220838670861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=3825822220838670861&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3825822220838670861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3825822220838670861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-news.html' title='Good news!'/><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><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-1439936725590833989</id><published>2009-10-25T15:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:23:40.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>great way to promote an event</title><content type='html'>I hung out with Dan Santat at the Society of IIlustrators show. It was fun--we both jumped into a pile of trash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check this out. It cracked me out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-HtFoamXoc&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/o-HtFoamXoc&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/31911817-1439936725590833989?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1439936725590833989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=1439936725590833989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1439936725590833989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1439936725590833989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-way-to-promote-event.html' title='great way to promote an event'/><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'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-6658038113725599691</id><published>2009-10-25T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:23:20.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks!</title><content type='html'>Thanks so much for your congrats and nice thoughts about my book being picked for the &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/18179145/"&gt;Today Show Kid's Book Club&lt;/a&gt;! I really appreciate it and am truly grateful that so many people wish me well. THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scheduled to be on the Today Show on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;December 4th&lt;/span&gt;! That should give me some time to figure out what I want to wear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-6658038113725599691?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6658038113725599691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=6658038113725599691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6658038113725599691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/6658038113725599691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks.html' title='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'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-4795132630623735134</id><published>2009-10-23T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:15:09.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Book = TODAY SHOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SuG2c2mApoI/AAAAAAAAEbE/NX0pW0v4C30/s1600-h/tdy_roker_bookclub_090116.thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 74px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/SuG2c2mApoI/AAAAAAAAEbE/NX0pW0v4C30/s320/tdy_roker_bookclub_090116.thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395794435374098050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am THRILLED to announce that &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316114271"&gt;Where the Mountain Meets the Moon&lt;/a&gt; is the December selection for &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/18179145/"&gt;Al Roker’s Kids Book Club on the TODAY SHOW&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-4795132630623735134?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4795132630623735134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=4795132630623735134&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4795132630623735134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/4795132630623735134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-book-today-show.html' title='My Book = TODAY SHOW!'/><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/SuG2c2mApoI/AAAAAAAAEbE/NX0pW0v4C30/s72-c/tdy_roker_bookclub_090116.thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-3920508170589956408</id><published>2009-10-23T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:09:30.777-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry friday'/><title type='text'>POETRY FRIDAY: Double Dactyls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SuBmpsSrKAI/AAAAAAAAFes/w81tDesCzkY/s1600-h/PoetryFridayButton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395425220040009730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SuBmpsSrKAI/AAAAAAAAFes/w81tDesCzkY/s320/PoetryFridayButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I wrote some double dactyls for Tricia’s &lt;a href="http://missrumphiuseffect.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-poetry-stretch-double-dactyl.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday Poetry Stretch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;strong&gt;The Miss Rhumphius Effect&lt;/strong&gt;. I decided to use characters from children's literature instead of famous people in the first two double dactyls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/learning/glossary-term.html?term=Double%20dactyl"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find information about the double dactyl at the website of the Poetry Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Three Double Dactyls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elaine Magliaro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Higgeldy piggeldy&lt;br /&gt;Max was a “wild thing,”&lt;br /&gt;Got into mischief&lt;br /&gt;Was sent to his room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicked up a rumpus&lt;br /&gt;With like-minded wild things.&lt;br /&gt;Some kiddies go crazy&lt;br /&gt;Once they leave the womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hickory dickory&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Arachnid—&lt;br /&gt;A writer, a weaver—&lt;br /&gt;Spun tales for her friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilbur, the runt pig&lt;br /&gt;She nurtured and cherished.&lt;br /&gt;That spider was loyal&lt;br /&gt;And true to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gravity savity&lt;br /&gt;Isaac, Sir, Newton,&lt;br /&gt;Math’matical genius&lt;br /&gt;And physicist too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into alchemy…&lt;br /&gt;Transmutability…&lt;br /&gt;Tried making gold&lt;br /&gt;From a base metal brew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/search/label/Double%20Dactyls"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read double dactyls written &lt;a href="http://www.jpatricklewis.com/"&gt;by J. Patrick Lewis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://julielarios.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julie Larios&lt;/a&gt;, and me at Political Verses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.blehert.com/poems/lightverse/dactyls.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read more double dactyls by Dean Blehert at Words &amp;amp; Pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At &lt;a href="http://wildrosereader.blogspot.com/2009/10/dragonfly-orignal-mask-poem.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wild Rose Reader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I have an original mask poem entitled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dragonfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Political Verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I have two new posts this week: &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/10/poem-about-conservative-bible-project.html"&gt;A Poem about the Conservative Bible Project&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://politicalverses.blogspot.com/2009/10/better-duckits-dick-poem-about-dick.html"&gt;Better Duck...It's Dick: A Poem about Dick Cheney's Hunting Prowess&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelly&lt;/strong&gt; has the &lt;a href="http://kidslitinformation.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-friday-here.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poetry Friday Roundup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Big A, little a&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&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/31911817-3920508170589956408?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3920508170589956408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=3920508170589956408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3920508170589956408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/3920508170589956408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-friday-double-dactyls.html' title='POETRY FRIDAY: Double Dactyls'/><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/SuBmpsSrKAI/AAAAAAAAFes/w81tDesCzkY/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-997204309833523075</id><published>2009-10-22T14:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:06:09.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to re-read my resource material for my book on Balto. I'm SO bored! I feel like taking a nap. The children's book stuff that I have, sadly, is the most boring... especially the chapter books and beginning readers. It's drudgery getting through it. How can kids be expected to learn to read with such dry material? I hope to change this and make my book more exciting... but seriously, this is why I didn't like to read when I was little!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-997204309833523075?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/997204309833523075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=997204309833523075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/997204309833523075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/997204309833523075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/bored.html' title='bored'/><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'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-5490346142254937238</id><published>2009-10-21T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:00:04.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all in a day's work</title><content type='html'>So, I had always thought being an author and illustrator meant you would write and draw all day long and all the time. It isn't. Not that I am complaining. But it's surprising how much time I spend NOT doing those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of time at book signings(like this one I just had at the &lt;a href="http://www.dedhambluebunny.com/"&gt;Blue Bunny&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/St5sSilcWuI/AAAAAAAAEa8/cH10OE2p4d0/s1600-h/bluebunny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/St5sSilcWuI/AAAAAAAAEa8/cH10OE2p4d0/s320/bluebunny2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394868469413731042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making media appearances:&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/spUmq_c6KHU&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/spUmq_c6KHU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jaja-cas.blogspot.com/2009/10/grace-lin-gives-us-interview-woo-hooo.html"&gt;becoming an HONORARY GUY&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/St5qyuGXgrI/AAAAAAAAEas/BFFDIz2bbPI/s1600-h/honorary%2Bguy%2BLIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/St5qyuGXgrI/AAAAAAAAEas/BFFDIz2bbPI/s320/honorary%2Bguy%2BLIN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394866823237173938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or letting celebrity chef &lt;a href="http://www.ming.com/"&gt;Ming Tsai&lt;/a&gt; cook for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/St5rAkHLezI/AAAAAAAAEa0/REIxXBkfwyI/s1600-h/ming.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ivRDSeXHgUg/St5rAkHLezI/AAAAAAAAEa0/REIxXBkfwyI/s320/ming.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394867061074393906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, it's hard to pull away from the art. But I manage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(please note that I FINALLY got to wear &lt;a href="http://gracegoeshk.blogspot.com/2007/03/blue-dress.html"&gt;my blue dress&lt;/a&gt;. It's only been waiting for 2 years for the right occasion!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-5490346142254937238?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5490346142254937238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=5490346142254937238&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5490346142254937238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/5490346142254937238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-in-days-work.html' title='all in a day&apos;s work'/><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/St5sSilcWuI/AAAAAAAAEa8/cH10OE2p4d0/s72-c/bluebunny2.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-1814497294120532974</id><published>2009-10-20T11:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:18:22.443-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting in progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disappearing Desmond'/><title type='text'>Desmond painting part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;Here is the rest of the process for &lt;a href="http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-desmond-painting-in-progress.html"&gt;last week&lt;/a&gt;'s Desmond painting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still building layers on the character's faces (maybe the bunny should have spots?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3R23lfyTI/AAAAAAAACO0/rUmhGy0tzeE/s1600-h/des+hi-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3R23lfyTI/AAAAAAAACO0/rUmhGy0tzeE/s400/des+hi-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394698669224085810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word balloons get outlines and the bunny is better grey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3R2SOquII/AAAAAAAACOs/jSQbu6-nbzk/s1600-h/des+hi-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3R2SOquII/AAAAAAAACOs/jSQbu6-nbzk/s400/des+hi-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394698659196221570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building up the layers of paint in the word balloons, Desmond's face, and his outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3R1yXz0CI/AAAAAAAACOk/l8lY5FpwDGM/s1600-h/des+hi-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3R1yXz0CI/AAAAAAAACOk/l8lY5FpwDGM/s400/des+hi-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394698650644631586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some final touches... the character's clothes get patterns and "hi" finishes things off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3SPuhowOI/AAAAAAAACO8/7Mg5BqJ1yaM/s1600-h/des+hi-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2fy2gotuh00/St3SPuhowOI/AAAAAAAACO8/7Mg5BqJ1yaM/s400/des+hi-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394699096288706786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the painting is never done until the day of the deadline, I still may tweak the colors or add some little details. I was thinking Desmond might need a little something extra to spiff up his outfit. What do you think? A hat or a flower on his sweater vest perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-1814497294120532974?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1814497294120532974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=1814497294120532974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1814497294120532974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/1814497294120532974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/desmond-painting-part-2.html' title='Desmond painting part 2'/><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/St3R23lfyTI/AAAAAAAACO0/rUmhGy0tzeE/s72-c/des+hi-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-8105625294558336392</id><published>2009-10-19T07:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:31:35.191-04:00</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='publishing'/><title type='text'>One-on-one</title><content type='html'>On cold, rainy Saturday I participated in the &lt;a href="http://www.ruccl.org/"&gt;Rutgers One-on-One conference&lt;/a&gt; out in New Jersey. I believe I had gone to this conference twice before, but not for a few years. It really is a great conference, and the set-up is unique from any other I've been to. Each mentor (editor, agent, or published author or illustrator) is paired with one mentee. The mentees are all carefully screened, and I've found that across the board, the quality of writing is much higher at this conference than any other. My mentee from my first year, &lt;a href="http://marielamba.com/"&gt;Marie Lamba&lt;/a&gt;, is now published, and at the conference I was informed that another mentee's first novel is coming out next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five of us from Little, Brown were attending, and so we piled into a Zipcar and caravaned over. The morning was kicked off with breakfast (agent Barry Goldblatt made fun of my choice of a blueberry bagel. I like blueberry bagels, bright purple color and all!), and the mentors and mentees are in different rooms. This is to give the mentor time to review the mentee's work in advance, and to also network and chat with our fellow mentors. We then came together for opening remarks, and then mentors and mentees broke off to meet for 45 minutes one-on-one. This time can be used to critique the work, but can also just be to chat, talk about the business, answer questions, etc. This year, I was matched with a talented author/illustrator. I was especially enthralled by the maps she creates--she called illustrating maps her "day job." The 45 minutes flew by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A panel discussion followed. This year, the topic was "Staying Power in Children's Literature" moderated by agent Rachel Orr. The panelists were &lt;span class="style17"&gt;author/illustrator Peter Catalanotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style14"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Publisher of Marshall Cavendish &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Margery Cuyler&lt;/strong&gt;, Digital Books Coordinator at Disney Publishing Worldwide               &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Colin Hosten&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Emily Sylvan Kim&lt;/strong&gt;, Agent at Prospect Agency. They discussed what is necessary to have both a lasting career, and to create a lasting book. They discussed how to last through this economic downtrend, and the effect of new technology on the industry. Margery stated that she's been through two economic downturns already in her career, and that this one too would end. She said that publishers are being more selective about buying books, and there may be more revising before contract than usual. (I've certainly found this to be the case at L,B.) Many felt that eBooks were the future, although to varying degrees. And everyone said that good stories are lasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was followed by the five-on-five meetings--five pairs of mentor-mentees join together in a group that is led by a facilitator. Again, it's mainly Q&amp;amp;A. In my case, all of the mentees were illustrators, so at the end of our time they put out their portfolios, and we went around and reviewed them all. I always love looking at art, and everyone was quite skilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally comes the keynote. This year, the keynote was &lt;a href="http://www.judyreadsbooks.com/"&gt;Judy Freeman&lt;/a&gt;, children's literature consultant. Judy is a former children's school librarian, and served on the Newbery Committee in 1990. I've met Judy many times throughout the years--she does fabulous book talks, and is known to be a "big mouth" in the industry--if you're lucky enough to have written or edited a book that she gets excited about, your book will no doubt find an audience. She travels all over the country talking to kids, educators, writers, etc. Her presentations are lively, interactive, funny, and informative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, I was shocked when one of her slides featured my personal blog with the post &lt;a href="http://bloomabilities.blogspot.com/2009/10/decline-letters-101.html"&gt;Decline Letters 101&lt;/a&gt;! I must say, it was odd, but fun, to see my blog on the big screen. Later she book talked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316114271"&gt;Where the Mountain Meets the Moon&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by Grace Lin (yay!), saying that she adored it and hoped it would have a medal on the cover come next year. She also mentioned &lt;a href="http://www.indiebound.org/book/9780316118255"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wabi Sabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Mark Reibstein, illustrated by Ed Young--she showed some gorgeous collages and haikus that students of a class had created in honor of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wabi Sabi&lt;/span&gt;. Amazing. After the talk, people came up to me to ask how much I had paid Judy to include my books and blog--ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also lovely to have many people (including many mentors) come up to me to say that they follow me on Twitter or read my blogs. Hello, everyone, nice to meet you and chat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the day was over. I have to say, I felt quite drained after the conference--last week had probably been the busiest week of the year for me, and this week is looking to be the second-most busy. But still, it was a great day, and I'm glad I went. Next up for me will be SCBWI conferences in Tokyo (Yokohama) and Hong Kong in November! Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-8105625294558336392?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8105625294558336392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=8105625294558336392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8105625294558336392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8105625294558336392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-on-one.html' title='One-on-one'/><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><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31911817.post-8885423552820619764</id><published>2009-10-17T16:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:15:49.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keene State College'/><title type='text'>2009 Keene State College Children's Literature Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Stok_iv9dJI/AAAAAAAAFeU/ztYylWHp5yc/s1600-h/KeeneStateCollegeFestivalLogo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393664177807914130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Stok_iv9dJI/AAAAAAAAFeU/ztYylWHp5yc/s320/KeeneStateCollegeFestivalLogo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks, I’ll be heading up to New Hampshire for the Keene State College Children’s Literature Festival. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the fabulous lineup of children’s authors and illustrators who will be the featured speakers this year:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litajudge.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Lita Judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bethkrommes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Beth Krommes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loislowry.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lois Lowry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.terabithia.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Katherine Paterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.janeyolen.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jane Yolen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Festival Information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Saturday, October 31, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Place:&lt;/strong&gt; Keene State College in Keene, New Hampshire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conference Registration:&lt;/strong&gt; $72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch:&lt;/strong&gt; $8.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Schedule:&lt;/strong&gt; Click &lt;a href="http://www.keene.edu/clf/schedule.cfm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Registration Form:&lt;/strong&gt; Click &lt;a href="http://www.keene.edu/clf/cfl_2009_webReg.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31911817-8885423552820619764?l=bluerosegirls.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8885423552820619764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31911817&amp;postID=8885423552820619764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8885423552820619764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31911817/posts/default/8885423552820619764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluerosegirls.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009-keene-state-college-childrens.html' title='2009 Keene State College Children&apos;s Literature Festival'/><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwWFHrOLaBk/Stok_iv9dJI/AAAAAAAAFeU/ztYylWHp5yc/s72-c/KeeneStateCollegeFestivalLogo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>