Children's author Julie Hedlund, challenged participants of her 12 Days of Christmas for Writers series to post SUCCESSES (rather than resolutions) on our blogs this year. She believes the way New Year's resolutions are traditionally made come from a place of negativity. Instead, she suggested we set goals for the New Year that BUILD on our achievements from the previous one. I am participate in this Anti-Resolution Revolution! Here is my list for 2014.
1. I wrote more this year than last year.
2. I joined a craft book study group, Word by Word. We read Linda Ashman's Nuts and Bolts, Writing Picture Books by Ann Whitford Paul and are finishing Bird by Bird, Ann Lamott.
3. I have a face-to-face critique group which includes a published picture book author. These folks give me awesome advise.
4. My 2 trusted writer friends, Pam and Pam, will critique and talk to me anytime about our writing. We cheer each other onward. We are real friends.
5. My favorite indie bookstore peeps know me well. I book talk with Vicki Miles at Changing Hands on a bi-monthly basis. I get to read all the newest picture book and chapter books right away!
6. I invested in 3 conferences this year and they all have served me well: SCBWI LA, SCBWI AZ, WOW Writing Retreat.
7. I met my agent and signed w/Jodell Sadler in fall 2014. Those peeps I met in GA at WOW became like my writing family.
8. Two editors I met at AZ SCBWI keep up w/me on FB!
9. This was my second year for PiBoIdMo and I had better ideas and fleshed them out more than last year - 34 ideas.
10. First year of 12x12, and I revised and wrote 11 new drafts.
11. I am starting a kidlit writers' schmooze at The Newton since there is nothing else available.
12. I trained volunteers at Paradise Valley School District 3 times this year.
13. I know more about the process of learning to read by volunteering for a reading interventionist weekly at North Ranch.
14. I do something daily related to my writing career.
15. I finished research for a nf picture book.
16. I connected lots of writers in PHX to each other.
17. I did 2 of Susanna Leonard Hill's challenges and was in the top 25 for the Holiday Contest.
18. I have won 2 prizes from PiBoIdMo and Susanna.
19. My buddies who signed w/Sadler Children's literary and I have a crit group where we submit a story weekly - so every 5 weeks I get another story critiqued.
20. I have a social media presence via the GROG, a pretty mighty kidlit blog.
21. I tried my hand at a middle grade novel.
22. I critiqued a friend's middle grade novel.
23. I call myself a 'writer," and I mean it.
24. I did a "school visit" and taught middle grade writers more about writing. They gave me roses and are practicing their elevator pitches thanks to me.
25. I delved into the "whys" and the motivation of my manuscripts.
26. I enjoy writing and being with writers.
27. I introduced myself to a well-known illustrator so I could write about her process of creation on the GROG. (It was kinda gutsy for me!)
Monday, December 29, 2014
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Whether Or Not To Ho-Ho-Ho by Kathy Halsey
Holiday cheer to one and all, whether that be Christmas, Hanukkah or Kwanza! A new tradition I've started is writing a holiday story, thanks to children's writer Susanna Leonard Hill! I wrote a sweet story last year, but this year's tale features the wild weather of Arizona and Santa's big dilemma...more R&R poolside or back to snow and ho-ho-ho. Santa, we're counting on you.
Susanna's rules were to write a holiday story not to exceed 350 words where weather impacts the holidays. Good luck to all my writer friends and please read the other stories which are linked from Susanna's blog.
Susanna's rules were to write a holiday story not to exceed 350 words where weather impacts the holidays. Good luck to all my writer friends and please read the other stories which are linked from Susanna's blog.
Whether or Not to
Ho-Ho-Ho
(word count: 335)
Santa stretched in his lounger and sipped
a smoothie. He soaked up sunshine and daydreamed about a longer vacation. But, it
was December 22.
“Ho-ho-ho. Should I stay, or should I go? I know what Mrs. Claus would
say.” Instead, he flipped over and snoozed all day.
“OUCH!” Santa stretched and looked down at his feet… blisters like
scalded cranberries.
He hobbled to the bathroom to see what was the matter. In the mirror
Santa gasped at the sight… skin redder than Rudolph’s nose…a beard crispier
than burnt gingerbread. This was NOT a jolly old elf.
Ho-ho, no. I promised Rudolph some
practice runs back North. Stockings need stuffing, my red suit’s a tad
wrinkled, and I’m a mess.
Mrs. Claus called Santa the next day. “Nick,
honey, only one day left. The reindeer are restless. The elves grumble and mope.
Please, come back to the North Pole.”
Santa sighed and gulped his lemonade. He jumped into his red convertible
and sped to the airport while Christmas tunes cheered him on.
Ho-ho, no snow for my flight home. Maybe I’ll make it just in the nick of
time.
“This just in,” the announcer said. “Haboob alert. Dust may delay flights
out of Phoenix. Stay tuned.”
At the
gate, Santa checked in with the Icicle Express. His feet throbbed. His skin peeled, but Christmas awaited.
“Humbug to dust storms. To the North
Pole, ASAP.”
Santa stared as a wall of dirt rushed in.
Lights flickered. Windows shattered. Darkness covered the runway.
Santa stamped his boots. “Ho-ho, no.”
Like Christmas magic, the sun reappeared.
WHOOSH! Monsoon winds kicked the small plane around as it rose higher.
Santa boomed, “Oh, the weather outside is frightful…snow would be
delightful.”
To
Santa’s joy, the air turned frosty. Snow flurried. Reindeer pranced across the
sky, and Rudolph joined the escort. The Icicle Express touched down and then glided
to Santa’s workshop.
“Ho-ho-ho. Let it snow. Mrs. Claus, eggnog, please. Rudolph, let’s check
the flight pattern. I’m back. Let Christmas Eve begin!”
Monday, October 27, 2014
Halloweensie 2014: Creak, C-R-E-A-K, Keep!
Bwaaaaaaa! It's time once again for a great contest! Thanks to Susanna Leonard Hill's generosity in creating these fun challenges and for all her writer friends who have donated great prizes!
The rules? We are to write a 100 word story appropriate for children using the words pumpkin, broomstick and creak, or a form of those words. It's not as easy as you think, my pretties.
My story? I was playing around with word families in an attempt to learn more re: early readers and chapter books. I decided to include a word family in my story, too, based off the long "e" sound in creak. Amazingly, it sounded rather poetic, and that, my pretties, made me happy. So here it is. Let me know what you think...
The rules? We are to write a 100 word story appropriate for children using the words pumpkin, broomstick and creak, or a form of those words. It's not as easy as you think, my pretties.
My story? I was playing around with word families in an attempt to learn more re: early readers and chapter books. I decided to include a word family in my story, too, based off the long "e" sound in creak. Amazingly, it sounded rather poetic, and that, my pretties, made me happy. So here it is. Let me know what you think...
Creak, C-R-E-A-K, Keep! by Kathy Halsey
Autumn jumped.
“C-r-e-a-k.”
Have I heard that sound before?
“C-r-e-a-k…”
Was it in the basement?
Was it outside in the pumpkin patch?
Autumn grabbed a
broomstick propped by the screen door.
This MIGHT keep
the scaries away.
Sweep, sweep.
“C-R-E-E-E-A-K!!!!”
Autumn dropped
the broom.
Maybe a peek in
the
deep
dark
basement?
Stairs were
steep.
Autumn took two
at a time.
She landed on
cool cement.
Autumn inched
over to a dank corner.
She reached
something
soft and sleek.
Saw glowing eyes,
felt whiskered
cheek.
Autumn hugged
something sweet.
A big black cat, I think I’ll keep!
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Fractured Fairy Tale Contest - The Twelve Dancing Walruses
This tale clocks in at 385 words w/out the title. Please note that a "let" ( In Sedna's poem, line 3 of the story) is the collective noun for a group of walruses. Please leave a comment & I promise to read your tale, too. Thanks & appreciation to Susanna Leonard Hill for hosting this contest.
The Twelve Dancing
Walruses
Every evening as the Northern Lights flashed, Sedna, the Sea Goddess,
sang a sea shanty that only twelve walrus pups could hear.
“My lovely let* of twelve,
Come to me where I dwell.
Dance with me under the sea.
I’ll catch you in my spell.”
The twelve slipped into the sea and swam to a secret cove where Sedna
held court until dawn. Her song
enraptured the calves. The sociable sea creatures flapped their flippers. They
danced a jig. They jostled and jumped ‘til the wee hours.
The
next day the calves slumbered in the sun. Old Tooth snorted when he saw his
pups still dozing Hmm… they sleep too soundly as if they’ve been up all night.
First Born felt his father’s gaze and barked. “Look lively, brothers, especially
you, Little Bit. Father suspects.”
Sedna’s mesmerizing voice continued to compel the calves to dance. The
pups waltzed. They wiggled and even did the wobble. Each night promised more
fun than the last.
However, Little Bit dragged his flippers as the twelve shimmied and
swayed. He blubbered to First Born, “My flippers flop. I’m ready to drop.”
The next night as the Aurora Borealis danced its way into the sky, Little
Bit waited. While his brothers and sisters snuck out, he floated over to Old
Tooth, seeking out his father’s warmth. Old Tooth woke as Little Bit crawled
closer.
“Is that you, little one? Where are
the others?”
“My flippers aren’t dancing slippers, Father, but if I tell my brothers’
secret, they will tease me.”
“Son, I questioned why your brothers lay listless. I was once like First
Born, but I have a plan. My brother Grimm entrusted me with a magical net
before he died. Now we use it.”
Under the Northern Lights Old Tooth and Little Bit paddled to Sedna’s
cove. While the pups frolicked, an invisible net scooped up the let and pulled
them home.
The twelve brothers rose early the next morning, famished and forgetful.
Old Tooth swam over to the twelve.
“I am pleased,
my pups. Tonight we feast on the shrimp, crab, and clams I caught with Brother
Grimm’s net. We will dance by the light of the moon. I decree that First Born
and Little Bit shall lead and I will call the tune.”
Sunday, February 2, 2014
February Goals for Writing
Scan of a Valentine greeting card dated 1909. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
1. Finish 2 crits for on line critique group
2. Send a pb out to review group,
3. Get back to my blog - not posted since Dec (Yikes)
4. Revise & send pb ms to a blog contest Feb. 10
5. Finish a bibliography doc for WOW NF FB group on Women Who Were First in Their Field (pb only)
6.Study plotting of mentor pb bios
7. Research for 2 NF pbs!
February needs to be longer!
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