Author Amok
Poetry in the schools, at home, and everywhere in between.
Monday, February 1, 2016
Amok No More
As of 2/1/16, I will be blogging at laurashovan.com/blog. Find me there for Poetry Friday posts, author interviews, and updates about my books for middle grade readers.
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Poetry Friday: Goodbye to Author Amok
This week's host is Catherine at Reading to the Core. |
After nearly eight years here at Author Amok, I am moving! As of February 1, I will be blogging and participating in Poetry Friday at my new website www.laurashovan.com.
There are a few housekeeping items to share before I pack up for good.
First, the annual daily writing prompt project is on for 2016.
This year's theme is FOUND OBJECTS. I invite you to join this community project. The focus is on writing every day (or as often as you can) and sharing the results with our fellow poets and authors -- an opportunity to focus on drafting and to turn off our inner-editors for one month. We always have a great time with this project and there are prizes for contributors.
You'll find more information about the project at this post. And here is a sneak preview of our first writing prompt, contributed by Robyn Hood Black.
This year, we're going to focus on using multi-sensory images in our daily writing workout. |
Second, MYRA of Gathering Books is the winner of the MY CRUEL INVENTION book giveaway. Myra -- please get in touch with me via email so I can send out your book.
Third, an update on my book launch. THE LAST FIFTH GRADE OF EMERSON ELEMENTARY will be published on April 12. I'm excited to have a book birthday during National Poetry Month. The Poetry Friday community has been so supportive of this project.
In the weeks leading up to NPM, I'll be introducing the Emerson E.S. fifth graders at the new blog. I came across this poem today, which was cut from the novel. Newt Mathews is an amphibian-loving, rule-following student who shares in his poems how Asperger's Syndrome affects his writing. Mr. White is his aide.
Newt is at the bottom right wearing his favorite frog T-shirt. |
By
Newt Mathews
Buzz!
Beep!
Goodbye
sleep.
Time
to get out of bed.
Honk!
Zoom!
Rumble!
Vroom!
Time
for the bus to come.
Rush.
Zing!
The
late bell rings.
Time
to take my seat.
Scritch,
scratch.
Quiet
at last.
Mr.
White helps me write a poem.
Last, I thought it would be fun to reprint something from my very first blog post, from August of 2008. I was just back from a creativity workshop with master storyteller Odds Bodkin.
This Week’s Writing Exercise (Appropriate for All Ages and Levels)
Don’t Write! Imagine
We often ask students, and ourselves, to be imaginative when writing. But imagination without boundaries can be uncomfortable. After all, our imaginations produce nightmares. Here is one of Odds’ best recommendations from the storytelling workshop: when you’re asking someone to use his/her imagination, start with a familiar setting to warm-up those mental muscles. So, put away the notebook and pencil while you try this exercise in sensory imagination (adapted from Odds Bodkin’s workshop). You can take notes later.
Sit quietly, close your eyes and imagine that you are in your bedroom. Your bare feet are standing on a low marble pedestal. Turn slowly – 360 degrees – and take in every detail of the room. Not just the pictures on the walls and the colors of the bed spread, but also any smells, and the temperature of the air. You notice a light coming from under the bed. Filled with curiosity, you step off the pedestal. You move the bed aside with one hand – it’s as light as an empty box and glides across the floor. There, where you expected to see carpet or planks of wood, is a window. What a strange place for a window! How can sunlight be shining through a window in your floor? You kneel down beside the window and see… this is the tricky part, writers. Without composing a story, let your imagination see, feel, hear, taste and smell whatever is beyond that window. Let us know what’s out there.
Thank you all! Blogging at Author Amok has been an adventure. It's been wonderful to have so many traveling companions.
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Poetry Friday: My Cruel Invention Giveaway
Happy Poetry Friday, everyone! Let's celebrate the end of a week during which the cruelest invention, Death, took the lives of cultural icon David Bowie, poet C. D. Wright, and actor/ heartthrob (at least to me) Alan Rickman.
This week, I am giving away a copy of the new poetry anthology MY CRUEL INVENTION to one lucky reader. Post a comment to be entered into the drawing. The book is "An outstanding collection of poetry about inventions and inventors, real and imagined," edited by poet Bernadette Geyer. [Quoted from back cover.]
More about the book in a moment. First, a few important announcements for fans of Author Amok.
First: I'm moving my blogging HQ to my newly refurbished website. I'll continue to post Poetry Friday entries here at Author Amok through January 29. As of February 1, you'll find me at my new blog.
Second: I am hosting the fourth (wow!) annual daily poetry prompt this February, with some help from my friends. The theme this year is FOUND OBJECTS. You will find a full explanation of this year's daily poem project at my new location. Past daily poem projects and National Poetry Month series will remain here at Author Amok, so you'll still be able to access those posts.
Now, on to MY CRUEL INVENTION. This cover! The Green Man goes Steampunk.
Check out some of the poem titles from this gorgeous little collection:
"The Rube Goldberg Contraption for Kissing" by Karen Skolfield
"Jekyll's Apology," by Kathryn Rickel
"A Physics Haiku," by Keith Stevenson
"I am a Geothermal Heat-Pump" by Nolan Liebert
"Dance with Rocket Shoes" by Alex Dreppect
"Edison's Elephant, 1903," by Tanis MacDonald
"Catherine de Medici and the High Hell" by Marcela Sulak
"Cadaver Feet" by Karen Bovenmyer
One of my postcard poems, "Eyes on the Back of My Head" is also anthologize here.
I reached out to poet Marjorie Maddox, who has given me permission to share one of my favorite selections from the book with you. I love how time travel underscores the layered interactions between parent and child in this poem.
H.G. Who?
by Marjorie Maddox
"I'm going back in the time machine;
I'll be right back," my daughter hollers
from the backyard when it's time
to set the table. I let her go
off into that world of minutes
cartwheeling backwards
and upside down into the oblivion
of imagination I once knew
in that past she's hurtling toward.
I stay where the seconds click
toward pot roast and green beans,
which she'll later leave on her plate,
off to visit the moon
or that strange new solar system
calling to be discovered.
First published in The Same 10, no. 1, 2012. Posted with express permission of the author. All rights reserved.
You can learn more about Marjorie Maddox and her work at www.marjoriemaddox.com. Or check out her book of poems LOCAL NEWS FROM SOMEPLACE ELSE, which includes "H.G. Who?"
Would you like a copy of MY CRUEL INVENTION to call your own? Leave a comment -- that's all you have to do. I'll choose a winner on Wednesday, January 20.
See you in the stratosphere, fellow travelers. There's a starman, waiting in the sky.
Where is the poetry action this week? At Keri Recommends! I recommend you visit her site for more Poetry Friday goodness. |
More about the book in a moment. First, a few important announcements for fans of Author Amok.
First: I'm moving my blogging HQ to my newly refurbished website. I'll continue to post Poetry Friday entries here at Author Amok through January 29. As of February 1, you'll find me at my new blog.
Second: I am hosting the fourth (wow!) annual daily poetry prompt this February, with some help from my friends. The theme this year is FOUND OBJECTS. You will find a full explanation of this year's daily poem project at my new location. Past daily poem projects and National Poetry Month series will remain here at Author Amok, so you'll still be able to access those posts.
Now, on to MY CRUEL INVENTION. This cover! The Green Man goes Steampunk.
Find out more on Goodreads. |
"The Rube Goldberg Contraption for Kissing" by Karen Skolfield
"Jekyll's Apology," by Kathryn Rickel
"A Physics Haiku," by Keith Stevenson
"I am a Geothermal Heat-Pump" by Nolan Liebert
"Dance with Rocket Shoes" by Alex Dreppect
"Edison's Elephant, 1903," by Tanis MacDonald
"Catherine de Medici and the High Hell" by Marcela Sulak
"Cadaver Feet" by Karen Bovenmyer
One of my postcard poems, "Eyes on the Back of My Head" is also anthologize here.
I reached out to poet Marjorie Maddox, who has given me permission to share one of my favorite selections from the book with you. I love how time travel underscores the layered interactions between parent and child in this poem.
H.G. Who?
by Marjorie Maddox
"I'm going back in the time machine;
I'll be right back," my daughter hollers
from the backyard when it's time
to set the table. I let her go
off into that world of minutes
cartwheeling backwards
and upside down into the oblivion
of imagination I once knew
in that past she's hurtling toward.
I stay where the seconds click
toward pot roast and green beans,
which she'll later leave on her plate,
off to visit the moon
or that strange new solar system
calling to be discovered.
First published in The Same 10, no. 1, 2012. Posted with express permission of the author. All rights reserved.
You can learn more about Marjorie Maddox and her work at www.marjoriemaddox.com. Or check out her book of poems LOCAL NEWS FROM SOMEPLACE ELSE, which includes "H.G. Who?"
Available from Amazon. |
See you in the stratosphere, fellow travelers. There's a starman, waiting in the sky.
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Laura's Bookshelf: COUNTING THYME
Happy New Year! I am so excited that 2016 is here, at last.
It's the first Poetry Friday of 2016! Mary Lee is hosting our New Year's Party at A Year of Reading. |
Being part of a debut author group has given me
behind-the-scenes insights and previews of so many great books coming out this
year.
One of those books is COUNTING THYME, by Melanie Conklin.
This middle grade novel is about a family who moves from
California to New York City, so the youngest of the three Owens siblings can be
part of a cancer drug trial. The narrator is middle child Thyme (all three sibs
are named for spices). Thyme is a super-feeler. She struggles with balancing her
grief about moving away from her home, her grandmother and her best friend,
with her hope that moving across the country will extend little brother Val’s
life.
Because this is Thyme’s story, Val’s illness – while important –
is only a part of the narrative. Thyme has to deal with adjusting to a new
school and classmates, living in an apartment building for the first time, and
navigating a busy city. All of these elements work together to create a realistic
portrait of a loving family going through the highs and lows of an extended
crisis together. I especially liked that the finale of the book is about Thyme’s
growth, and that some important threads of the story are left, believably,
open-ended.
Check out Melanie's blog post, "Focus on the Good Stuff in 2016." You'll find printables to create an achievement jar similar to Thyme's. |
COUNTING THYME debuts on April 12. Here is the blurb from
Goodreads:
Newbery-winning Rules meets Counting by 7s in this
affecting story of a girl’s devotion to her brother and what it means to be
home
When eleven-year-old Thyme Owens’ little brother, Val, is accepted into a new cancer drug trial, it’s just the second chance that he needs. But it also means the Owens family has to move to New York, thousands of miles away from Thyme’s best friend and everything she knows and loves. The island of Manhattan doesn’t exactly inspire new beginnings, but Thyme tries to embrace the change for what it is: temporary.
After Val’s treatment shows real promise and Mr. Owens accepts a full-time position in the city, Thyme has to face the frightening possibility that the move to New York is permanent. Thyme loves her brother, and knows the trial could save his life—she’d give anything for him to be well—but she still wants to go home, although the guilt of not wanting to stay is agonizing. She finds herself even more mixed up when her heart feels the tug of new friends, a first crush, and even a crotchety neighbor and his sweet whistling bird. All Thyme can do is count the minutes, the hours, and days, and hope time can bring both a miracle for Val and a way back home.
With equal parts heart and humor, Melanie Conklin’s debut is a courageous and charming story of love and family—and what it means to be counted.
When eleven-year-old Thyme Owens’ little brother, Val, is accepted into a new cancer drug trial, it’s just the second chance that he needs. But it also means the Owens family has to move to New York, thousands of miles away from Thyme’s best friend and everything she knows and loves. The island of Manhattan doesn’t exactly inspire new beginnings, but Thyme tries to embrace the change for what it is: temporary.
After Val’s treatment shows real promise and Mr. Owens accepts a full-time position in the city, Thyme has to face the frightening possibility that the move to New York is permanent. Thyme loves her brother, and knows the trial could save his life—she’d give anything for him to be well—but she still wants to go home, although the guilt of not wanting to stay is agonizing. She finds herself even more mixed up when her heart feels the tug of new friends, a first crush, and even a crotchety neighbor and his sweet whistling bird. All Thyme can do is count the minutes, the hours, and days, and hope time can bring both a miracle for Val and a way back home.
With equal parts heart and humor, Melanie Conklin’s debut is a courageous and charming story of love and family—and what it means to be counted.
There’s a book giveaway running at Goodreads right now! Click on this link for your chance to win a copy of COUNTING THYME .
Who will like it?
- Children 9 and up who are curious about living in a big city.
- Readers who are learning how to handle transitions
- Foodies young and old!
What will readers learn about?
- The sacrifices and changes that happen when a member of a family is seriously ill.
- Patience and a positive attitude can help when you’re going through a difficult transition.
- Food is a way of sharing with and caring about each other.
I’m pairing two poems with COUNTING THYME and both have to do
with food. Over the course of the novel, Thyme learns that food is a wonderful
way to show you care about someone. There’s a great character in COUNTING THYME
who’s the Italian aunt version of Downton Abbey’s Mrs. Patmore. The dishes she
makes for Thyme, the Owens family, and a cranky neighbor had my mouth watering.
A good portion of the story takes place over the winter
holidays, so first up is Babara Crooker’s poem “After the Holidays.”
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Read the
rest at Your Daily Poem.
Of
course, I couldn’t resist including Shel Silverstein poem
entitled “Italian Food.”
Italian Food
by Shel Silverstein
Oh, how I love Italian food.
I eat it all the time,
Not just 'cause how good it tastes
But 'cause how good it rhymes.
Minestrone, cannelloni,
Macaroni, rigatoni,
Spaghettini, scallopini,
Escarole, braciole,
Insalata, cremolata, manicotti,
Marinara, carbonara,
Shrimp francese, Bolognese...
Oh, how I love Italian food.
I eat it all the time,
Not just 'cause how good it tastes
But 'cause how good it rhymes.
Minestrone, cannelloni,
Macaroni, rigatoni,
Spaghettini, scallopini,
Escarole, braciole,
Insalata, cremolata, manicotti,
Marinara, carbonara,
Shrimp francese, Bolognese...
Read the rest at the Huffington Post.
Author Melanie Conklin and Cookies for Kids’ Cancer are partnering to fight childhood cancer through funding for groundbreaking research! |
Melanie is running a great fundraiser to support the charity Cookies for Kids' Cancer. For every pre-order of COUNTING THYME, she will be making a donation! You can read more about the fundraiser here.
I hope your new year is sweet, everyone! I’ll be at ALA
Midwinter next week, so I won’t be blogging. Look for my ALA report at Today’s
Little Ditty at the end of January.
Thursday, December 24, 2015
Laura's Bookshelf: FENWAY AND HATTIE
Happy
Poetry Friday and Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!
Ring in the winter holiday season with your poetry friends! Irene Latham is hosting this week's poetry links at Live Your Poem. |
One
of the biggest gifts my family received this year was this guy:
Rudy is as mellow and companionable as advertised. The parasites are gone, but his snores still shake the walls. We all laugh at his antics, especially the time this now-50-pound dog (he’s down about 10) decided to take over little Sam’s bed.
Since I am now the dog mama of two goofy boys, I couldn’t
wait to read FENWAY AND HATTIE.
One
of the best parts about being a debut novelist has been connecting with other
children's and YA authors in the class of 2016. FENWAY AND HATTIE, by Victoria J. Coe, is one of the Advanced Reader’s Copies (ARCs) making the rounds of my
author group.
This
super cute early middle grade novel is told in the voice of a young Jack
Russell Terrier named Fenway. Fenway is devoted to his girl, Hattie. It’s his
job to protect Hattie and her family from intruders, like the ones who arrive
one day and TAKE ALL THEIR STUFF! Is it a robbery? Only in Fenway’s doggie
mind. In actuality, the family is moving from the city to the suburbs.
Fenway
sees Hattie through a somewhat rocky adjustment to her new neighborhood. He’s
got his own adjustments to make. Exuberant Fenway begins training, and has to
learn that Hattie is not just his loving human, but also the One in Charge. (I
feel your frustration, Hattie. I’ve learned from our Sam that terrier breeds
have BIG personalities.)
Fenway
and Hattie both begin making the transition to adolescence in the pages of this
funny book. Just as Hattie must practice to control her throwing arm --she
hopes to play baseball--, Fenway must practice to control his fear of THE
WICKED FLOOR. (Sam feels your pain, Fenway. Slippery floors are no fun. When
your front legs are running and your back legs are suddenly skittering off in
another direction? The indignity!)
Find it on Indiebound. |
FENWAY
AND HATTIE debuts in February. Here is the blurb from Goodreads:
This lovable new series introduces a little dog with a GIANT
personality!
Fenway is an excitable and endlessly energetic Jack Russell terrier. He lives in the city with Food Lady, Fetch Man, and—of course—his beloved short human and best-friend-in-the-world, Hattie.
But when his family moves to the suburbs, Fenway faces a world of changes. He’s pretty pleased with the huge Dog Park behind his new home, but he’s not so happy about the Evil Squirrels that taunt him from the trees, the super-slippery Wicked Floor in the Eating Room, and the changes that have come over Hattie lately. Rather than playing with Fenway, she seems more interested in her new short human friend, Angel, and learning to play baseball. His friends in the Dog Park next door say Hattie is outgrowing him, but that can’t be right. And he’s going to prove it!
Get a dog’s-eye view of the world in this heartwarming, enthusiastic “tail” about two best friends.
Fenway is an excitable and endlessly energetic Jack Russell terrier. He lives in the city with Food Lady, Fetch Man, and—of course—his beloved short human and best-friend-in-the-world, Hattie.
But when his family moves to the suburbs, Fenway faces a world of changes. He’s pretty pleased with the huge Dog Park behind his new home, but he’s not so happy about the Evil Squirrels that taunt him from the trees, the super-slippery Wicked Floor in the Eating Room, and the changes that have come over Hattie lately. Rather than playing with Fenway, she seems more interested in her new short human friend, Angel, and learning to play baseball. His friends in the Dog Park next door say Hattie is outgrowing him, but that can’t be right. And he’s going to prove it!
Get a dog’s-eye view of the world in this heartwarming, enthusiastic “tail” about two best friends.
FENWAY
AND HATTIE is a middle grade novel, appropriate for second grade and up
(younger as a read aloud).
Who
will like it?
·
Animal
lovers and pet owners.
·
Kids
who think physical comedy is hysterical.
·
Readers
who are learning how to handle transitions
What
will readers learn about?
·
What
it’s like to view the world from a dog’s-eye-view.
·
It
takes time to adjust to change, whether you are a person or a dog.
The
poem I’m pairing with FENWAY AND HATTIE is a dog’s-eye-view poem by my friend,
Michael Salcman. It comes from his book THE ENEMY OF GOOD IS BETTER. In
addition to being a poet and neurosurgeon, Michael is an art critic and
collector. This wonderful ekphrastic poem was written in response to a painting
by Henri Matisse.
Read about this painting at the Baltimore Museum of Art's blog. |
The
Dog Speaks
--Interior with
Dog (Matisse), 1934
By
Michael Salcman
I’m only half-asleep so I know you’re standing there
Wondering if I’m asleep. Nope.
It’s not easy to rest under this table—
For one thing, there’s a strong downward slope
And gravity’s got me half tipped out of my basket
Like an apple by Cezanne.
Talk about a flat world!
For another, I can’t get way from these colors
The red floor tiles, orange table leg
And pink wall burning on my lids like the sun.
Then again I’m never alone; the kids think a gray dog is
cute
And I’m the only dog in the room. I was bribed
(that’s my excuse) with a bone
And a bowl of fresh water. Really,
I wish you wouldn’t stare—it’s extra hard to be an icon
When you’re not an odalisque and have no hair.
Here’s the inside dope, he wore a vest when he painted them
But saved his housecoat for me. I liked sitting for him,
He was never rude and spared me his violin.
I think I look very dignified, not naked, just nude.
Merry Christmas from Rudy, Sam, and me!
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Poetry Friday: Counting Down to 2016
Thanks to Diane Mayr at Random Noodling for hosting this week's Poetry Friday shenanigans. |
For me, 2016 marks my debut as a middle grade author. It's been so much fun to share the journey from draft to final book with my Poetry Friday friends. You're all (almost) as excited as I am. How do I know that? This is what wonderful Irene Latham sent me for the Poetry Friday Holiday Swap.
A poetry collage! |
The little finch card reminds me of a poem in my book where a girl is watching a cardinal and his mate prepare a nest in early spring.
And wow -- this beautiful collage. Did Irene know there's a scene in my book where a character compares all the people in the hallways on International Night to a busy outdoor fruit and vegetable market?
The steeple makes me think of my book's setting, in an aging school building.
And I love how Irene used elements of THE LAST FIFTH GRADE OF EMERSON ELEMENTARY's cover in the collage. That's Brianna at the top right corner and Sloane near the bottom, by the button.
I still haven't figured out what the mysterious writing says, but I'm intrigued.
Here is Irene's poem:
INTO ARRIVAL
by Irene Latham
for Laura
Children march
through the streets
of this newly bound city,
offer their stories
like farmers at the market:
Pomegranate? Papaya?
Here a syllable, there a stanza,
soon words rise like steeples
across a white paper sky --
spring breeze tickles,
whispers, welcome,
we've been waiting for you.
Poem shared with permission of the author.
And here is an excerpt from a poem in my book, "Faces," in the voice of Norah Hassan:
... Tonight,
our school
reminds
me of shopping in the Old Jerusalem market.
... Fifty
types of peppers to eat!
Pale
green, yellow as a lemon, dark brown, red,
each
with a different flavor.
On
International Night,
the
halls are as noisy as an outdoor market.
Thank you, Irene, for helping me celebrate my book's upcoming debut with such a beautiful poem of welcome. I'm honored!
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