Tuesday, April 15, 2014

How to Delivery that Gutsy Pitch, - Joan Knows

It is baseball season. The warm springtime and the red clay dirt. What is better than baseball. So how do writers get warmed up and ready to take a few swings; make a hit, maybe a home run and fly around our bases or goals. Joan Edwards knows and her article:
How to Deliver a Short Gutsy Pitch to Entice Editors, Agents and Readers is the perfect way to prepare. Thanks Joan.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Voices of Experience, Advice From Publishing Veterans

Publishers Weekly holds so many gems for all, but when I found this article, I had to read twice and share at least three times. After Twitter and Facebook, here is my third. The article I speak of is The Voices of Experience-ADVICE FROM PUBLISHING VETERANS. Yes these are The Voices of Experience, starting with Barbara Marcus from Random House, Moira Kerrigan from Chronicle, Joy Peskin of Farrar Straus and Giroux and dozens of other editors and various insiders from the publishing world. They share great advice and insights. Well worth the read.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

REVISION 101 with Kimberly Griffiths Little

I loved, loved, loved The Healing Spell, by Kimberly Griffiths Little. A middle grade book I couldn't put down.
So when I came upon her article on Writeoncon and her advice on revision, titled All the Things or REVISION 101, I read, highlighted, and made little stars all over it.

I hoped never to forget these important keys things writers need to be aware of as they begin the revision process.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Sewing and Writing, Ripping Out the Seams

Giving credit to Teresa Coltrin for her interesting comparison of sewing and the revision process. This Journaling Woman's four examples in  Ripping Out the Seams  helped me revisit some problem areas of my own.

It so works for me.

And how I love her Mark Twain quote!
“The difference between the almost right word and the right word is … the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning.” —Mark Twain

Friday, March 14, 2014

Literary Agent, Danielle Smith Moves to Red Fox Literary, -taking me too!

So the official announcement went out yesterday. I'm so very proud of my fantastic agent, Danielle Smith. and in awe at her expertise and background.

And she is taking me with her on this wonderful journey to Red Fox Literary. An excellent agency focused on children's picture books, chapter books, middle grade and YA  I couldn't be happier.
So hard to work when you are this excited and so honored-

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Keep on, Keeping on...

So I am, 

Finished up my revision for first review with my agent, submitted to two contests and I'm reworking my outline presentation. Getting the most out of this chilly weather, since warm days aren't calling me out yet.

almost forgot,

and editing my promo too

Thursday, February 27, 2014

I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN.....My Work in Progress

Still after this revision creature.  My Chapter book has changed and I believe, for the better.

Is all this work, reading, critiquing, reworking, researching and reworking again- paying off? We shall see. 

 And I hate to admit- I'm enjoying it so.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Needing My Plot Whisperer to Keep me on Track

Yes that is you, Martha Alderson. I'm leaning on you again as I revisit my revision process. Loving all your videos on how to improve the story.
This video struck home with your words:

Now let me get back to my chapter book.  
Oh, let me make my plot graph one more time.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Edit, Edit, Edit

As I comb through my chapter book and I prepared to do some revision work,
I find myself checking out how others work through this process.

Just where to begin.
I found Nathan Bransford's blog on how he edits with many great insights and ways to approach this (overwhelming at times) task.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Using Meaningful Verbs

When Beth Hill says verbs bring action, she means it. Such an excellent article from Editor's Blog that explains the many verb problems and successes.
Now back to some of my revision work waiting on the desk.

Friday, January 3, 2014

New Year's Plans

So I've started my list. All those New Year Goals.
But I"m taking it slow, making sure I haven't missed ones I really need to focus on while not wasting time on others. Ok, so sketching more was one of them and playing around with black and white work was my project for today.

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

A Visit From St. Nicholas

A Visit from St. Nicholas

By Clement Clarke Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blixen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”