Panic! At the Library

As I mentioned in Wednesday’s post, I reached out to family and friends for ideas for this Year’s Banned Books Week. 

My husband doesn’t read as much as I do, and never has, but as a teenager he listened to Heavy Metal, played games like Dungeons and Dragons and Magic the Gathering, and played video games.  So many times, he found that people who didn’t know anything about these media or genres labeled them as evil or Satanic.  He said he would be interested in hearing more about that idea – about the “Satanic Panic” of the ‘80’s and ‘90’s* – the books and leisure activities that got slapped with that “Satanic” label by people that had no idea what they were really about.

Peer into my crystal ball…

The American Library Association keeps track of the reasons why books are challenged or banned.  Since the ALSA has been keeping track, many books have been challenged for “magic and witchcraft,” “occult/Satanism,” and similar reasons. Some of these include:

The Harry Potter series (for obvious reasons)

Bless Me, Ultima by Rudolfo Anaya

The Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson

The Witches by Roald Dahl (again, obviously)

A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L’Engle (for witches)

Halloween ABC by Eve Merriam (for “Satanic references and cult symbols”)

Curses, Hexes, and Spells by Daniel Cohen (for “perceived advocacy of magic and witchcraft”)

            Cohen also has other books on supernatural subjects banned for similar reasons.

The Goosebumps series (for “depicting occult or demonic themes”)

The Lord of the Rings

The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie

And I’m sure there are more that I’ve missed.  While the ALA has multiple lists of multiple categories of books, not all of those lists state why books have been challenged.  Those I listed above are the ones that I knew – or, strongly suspected and looked up elsewhere to confirm.

*Unfortunately, the ALA has only been keeping statistics on banned and challenged books since 1990, and has only been keeping track of the reasons for challenges for an even shorter time so, disappointingly, I can’t answer Jason’s exact question about which specific titles and authors were involved in that 80’s/90’s Satanic Panic period (aside from the big granddaddy of “occult-promoting books,” Harry Potter – but even Harry only dates to the late ‘90’s).

Additionally, while they are not on any of the official banned books lists on the ALA website, I do know that often roleplaying books such as Dungeons and Dragons and Vampire: The Masquerade have been challenged due to the perceived notion that kids who play these games will be drawn into dark magic rituals or the occult. But as with many other pass-times (movies, video games…rock ‘n’ roll anyone?) parents and other adults are often quick to jump on This New Thing The Kids Are Doing and label it as “evil”… despite the fact that most evil thing a lot of D&Ders are doing is drinking way too much Mountain Dew.

Full-Circle Censorship

Harry Potter has been on the Banned Books list since the beginning – since its publication in the late 90’s, which was also the first decade for which the ALA has been keeping lists of which books were most challenged by decade and why.

 

Of course, the original reasons for being challenged were because it was thought to promote witchcraft and/or satanism, some saw it as anti-Christian, etc.  Of course, if you’ve read the books – even just the first – you know that’s not the case.  Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is closed for the Christmas and Easter holidays (and those holidays are referred to by name).  There is a lot of Christian allegory in the books.  In the last book, it’s revealed that Harry’s parent are buried in a church cemetery.

 

But the books also deal with (fantasy) racism, classism, and segregation, leading many to applaud the series for addressing these themes.

 

You may recall late in the filming of the series, J. K. Rowling came out with the information that she intended Dumbledore to be gay.  This of course caused a hue and cry from some conservative sectors, while receiving praise from those looking for more inclusivity in books.  In fact, many had already seen Remus Lupin’s condition of and shunning for being a werewolf as an allegory for the HIV and AIDS victims who had been ostracized in the later decades of the 20th century.

 

And now… if you’ve been following Twitter and media trends in the past year or so, you have probably heard that Rowling has come under fire for transphobic tweets.  Those who just a few years ago lauded and hailed her as a paragon of inclusivity and acceptance are now shying away, telling people not to support her as an author, not to buy her books.

 

It's very strange to me.  A series that has been so on fire, so popular, so integral in the development and culture of my generation and those who came after… Its fire of controversy blazed, waned,  blazes again…

 

What will we think of Harry Potter next year?  In 10 years?  In 100? 

Personal Challenge: Speak

This year, I reached out to friends and family this year for ideas for Banned Books Week posts. A friend suggested “banned books that are also classics or fantasies that might be outside your usual reading type.”

For this challenge, I considered Gone With the Wind, Lolita, and I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. But all of them are decently long, and I was concerned that as close to BBW as I’d had the idea that I wouldn’t be able to finish one of them before Banned Books Week started. (Let’s be honest – I’d have had to started Gone With the Wind six months ago to finish in time…)

I had also been curious about Speak for a while, in part because I write Young Adult fiction, in part because it’s a relatively new addition to the Banned Books Lists, and also in part because I saw it a lot on the Young Adult holds list when I worked in the children’s department at a library.

I was never a big fan of the “slice of life” high school books, even when I was in high school. I almost passed on it for this challenge – for the idea of reading a “classic” you might not normally read - until I checked the publication date and saw that it was published in 1999, when I was in high school. It’s older than the high school students it’s being assigned to now. I decided that qualified. It’s also only 200 pages long, giving me a much better chance of finishing in the two weeks I had from when I decided to start the challenge to the first day of Banned Books Week.

Speak is about Melinda, a ninth grader struggling to find her way in high school. Over the summer, she called the police at a party and most of the school has not forgiven her for that. Melinda becomes more and more withdrawn, to the point that she is in danger of failing and nearly stops speaking altogether.

I’m glad I chose it. I really enjoyed it. I ploughed through it much more quickly than the much shorter H.P. Lovecraft novella that I put aside in favor of getting this one done for my blog. I can’t put my finger on what made me keep reading – it’s not suspenseful or action packed. Maybe it’s because I knew a little about the storyline and that made me curious. In any case, I loved it and, not only do I see no reason to ban or challenge it, I also do agree that it should be read and discussed in schools.

Let’s speak more about that…

Speak has appeared on the following Banned and Challenged lists, per the American Library Association:

Top 100 Banned/Challenged Books: 2000-2009 (#60) – You’ll recall it was published in 1999.

Top 100 Most Banned and Challenged Books: 2010-2019 (#25)

Top 10 Most Challenged Books of 2020 (#4) – For reasons of: “it was thought to contain a political viewpoint and it was claimed to be biased against male students, and for the novel’s inclusion of rape and profanity.”

Frequently Challenged Young Adult Books

Additionally, Wikipedia notes that Speak has been challenged for "exposing children to immorality," being "classified as soft pornography," glorification of drinking, cursing, and premarital sex."

Examination of some of these reasons behind this cut due to spoilers.

“Political viewpoint” – As best I can tell, this refers to either the nearly-satirical saga of the school board continually changing the school mascot so as not to tread on the toes of any cultural groups, or to the debate started and then abruptly stopped in Melinda’s social studies class.

In said “debate,” her teacher goes off on an anti-immigration rant; half the class disagrees with him, while half agree. That seems to me to be less a political viewpoint and more, “hey, half the class is pro-immigrant and half is anti” – y’know, kind of like a real-world split. The teacher’s point of view isn’t even presented as wrong. Melinda is a very neutral narrator of the scene as far as politics goes; what she takes exception to is the teacher shutting down the discussion once it starts going against him, rather than letting the students continue to debate.

“Biased against male students” – Not at all. There are plenty of male students. Most are presented in a neutral light, aside from the fact that many of them are annoyed with Melinda for calling the police at a party over the summer. Indeed, the girls in the book are presented much more harshly than most of the boys. Melinda’s male lab partner is presented as a character of admiration – he is willing to stand up and speak his mind. The only male student presented in a negative light is a student she refers to as “IT” until she finds out his name. Melinda is right to see him in a negative light, as she finally reveals that the reason she called the police at that party is that “IT” raped her.

Profanity – There’s really not that much. I just flipped through the book looking for some bad words. I found “sucks.” After quite a bit more flipping I found “bitch” and “bastard.” Oh dear. Heavens to Betsy. I finally found “bullshit.” My, oh, my such a dirty book that I had to flip through most of the book to find that.

Rape, immorality, softcore pornography, and glorifying premarital sex: Rape. Yes, OK, you got me there. That’s the whole point. Melinda goes to a party over the summer between 8th and 9th grade. Yes, there is alcohol. Yes, she drinks some. Yes, she gets drunk. And, yes, she is raped. We don’t find this out (though it's hinted at) until halfway through the book. She is THIRTEEN when it happens: a handsome older boy compliments her, kisses her. She thinks she’s going to start high school with a boyfriend. She is A CHILD. She doesn’t understand what is happening to her until it’s too late. Even then, she barely describes it. He pushes her shirt down and her shorts up. “I’m not really here,” she thinks desperately before declaring “he hurts me he hurts me he hurts me and gets up.” That’s it. He could just as well be punching her in the face. Immorality. Are we calling the rapist immoral? Then hell yeah, I’m all about that. Are we calling a 13-year-old immoral for a bad decision? If so, that’s stupid. What I find more immoral is the lack of support and understanding this girl gets from her parents and guidance counselor. Softcore pornography. You gotta be kidding me. Was the passage I just quoted sexy or titillating? Reading it as an adult you barely understand what happened to her. The “hurts me” line just happened to be the last line of the page in my edition. I read it. Turned the page. Turned it back to double check. Yeah, that just happened. But it is most definitely not explicit and in no way pornographic. Glorifying premarital sex. Excuse me? EXCUSE ME? Did we just read the same book? I am certain that the people claiming this have most definitely not read the book. Glorifying getting raped at a party and not even really understanding what happened to you? Glorifying being so traumatized by your first sexual experience that you tank your grades and stop speaking? This book glorifies nothing – except maybe the need for approachable adults who might have been able to help this poor girl.

In fact, Melinda’s biology class highlights the very fact that premarital sex is NOT glorified… or even mentioned. Bored, Melinda flips through the textbook – “Nothing about sex. We aren’t scheduled to learn about that until eleventh grade.” Maybe if someone had bothered teaching these kids about sex earlier Melinda would have had a better understanding of what was happening to her.

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This is the story of a girl – a CHILD – who wants to be mature and wants to fit in, and wants to understand who she is, and what has happened to her.  This is a story of high school: the story of being forced to go to pep rallies you don’t care about, deal with the minutiae of what each social clique wants from you, of dealing with the whole school demonizing you for doing what was right in a bad situation.  It’s about dealing with unobservant parents, unhelpful guidance counselors, and unevenly enforced school rules (Melinda frequently bemoans her need for hall passes while popular senior jock Andy waltzes off and back onto campus with fast food takeout).  And that’s on top of classes, homework, and, in Melinda’s case, trauma.

And as much as I disliked most of high school, I loved it.

One-Star Nudity

(Since this is a very long post, I’ve done some cutaways below. Click on the bold wording to open or close.)

My mom (who is 72, twice a mother, and twice a grandmother) came over the day that I checked out It’s Not the Stork from the library.  It’s a large, colorful picture book. 

“Oh, another book for Elianna?” she asked.  (Elianna* is my two-year-old daughter.)

“No, not yet,” I responded.  I told her about this project – that I was working on a blog about “inappropriate” potty training and kids’ sex education books.  I flipped through the book and pointed out a cartoon drawing of a boy and a girl standing side by side, naked, various parts of their anatomy pointed out and labeled. 

“This is why it’s banned,” I said.  She rolled her eyes.

(*Addendum, while potty training, my husband and I decided to show Elianna a couple illustrations from the book to show her the difference between what naked boys and naked girls look like.)

A few weeks prior, as I prepared my afore-mentioned two-year-old to begin potty training, we had checked out a book called “Once Upon a Potty.”  The little girl in the book stands naked at one point while her mother points out that the little girl has “a pee-pee for making wee-wee.”  My mom didn’t bat an eye when she came over and read the book to Elianna.

I’ve said it in posts before, usually in the context of bare butts for comedic purposes – nudity (no matter how minor or silly) is a really quick way to land your book on the Banned Books List.

My husband listens to a podcast called Is We Dumb?  In one consistently amusing segment of the show, they go through and read one-star reviews on Amazon.  This inspired me to do this with a few banned books.

I honestly expected “Once Upon a Potty” to be on a banned list somewhere, due to the nudity, and was surprised to find that it’s not.  Still, for sake of comparison across age ranges, I thought I would do a one-star review survey of it, as well as It’s Not the Stork! and It’s Perfectly Normal!

(Also, I will be quoting the reviews without correcting for grammar or spelling, which makes me cringe, but sometimes that makes the review funnier.)

Once Upon a Potty – Boy

Vital Statistics:

  • For potty-training-aged children (so, approximately two-three year olds)

  • 5% 1-star reviews

"Caution shows a cartoon bum hole.” Title of a Four-Star Review

“The drawings are antomically correct and uses baby words to describe male genitals. They also felt the need to show a details drawing of the boys bottom when he bends over. There is no way I'm reading thia book to me kid, it feels just plan wrong.”

“This book is WAY too graphic for a child's book! I had to draw underwear w a sharpie on the little boy on several pages.”

“The illustrations are at best unattractive and at worst completely crass. I initiated a refund after getting to page two where little Joshua is bent over, staring at you between his legs with three "eyes".

Admittedly, some one-star reviews were for the cutesie names rather anatomically proper ones, which brings us to…

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Once Upon a Potty - Girl

Vital statistics:

  • Also for potty-training aged children

  • 3% one-star reviews

For the girl’s version of the book, there was a lower percentage of 1-star reviews and they were less vehement.  Most of them were complaining about the terms being cute rather than anatomical, but there were a couple who said things like:

“I found this book to be inappropriate. Just be warned that there are pictures of little girl parts. Does there really need to be a pic of her showing us her poo hole?”


It’s Not the Stork!

Vital Statistics:

  • For 4 and up

  • 2% one-star reviews

Interestingly enough, most of the one-star reviews don’t go into as much detail as either of the other books mentioned here.  Some were bothered by the amount of detail and thought it was inappropriate for four-year-olds; others were bothered that there was not more LGBTQ+ inclusion. Myself, I would argue that a book for late preschool and early elementary children specifically meant to be about pregnancy doesn’t need in-depth info on the spectrum of sexualities.  There is a brief mention at the end of the book that there are all kind of families, including families with two dads or two moms.

Really, this one is the only negative review worth quoting:

“Not for children under 10-12 Very inappropriate for small children. Showed the difference between an uncircumcised penis and circumcised, with photos. I thought I saw this was rated 4 and up.” Not photos. Cartoony drawings. It aggravates me when people’s reviews are either inaccurate to the product, such as this one, or in the case of “Once Upon a Potty – Girl” where people, annoyed at the euphemisms for body parts, said that the word “vagina” and “urine” should be used instead of “pee-pee” and “wee-wee” – except that the vagina is NOT where urine comes out. (Hmm, maybe that’s why we shouldn’t be banning books on anatomy…?)

Oddly enough, there was a glowing one-star review by a self-described “conservative Christian” sexual abuse prevention specialist. She praised the book for being just enough, and rated it one-star because “more people read the one star reviews.” Good job, ma’am – way to be genre savvy.

Additionally, while I don’t know if I would say that this passage is appropriate for the youngest kids, I think it was a great way of explaining how babies are made without going into a lot of detail: “When grownups want to make a baby, most often a woman and a man have a special kind of loving called ‘making love’—‘having sex’—or ‘sex.’ This kind of loving happens when the woman and the man get so close to each other that the man’s penis goes inside the woman’s vagina.

Children are much too young to do the special kind of loving—called ‘sex’—that grownups do.”

This passage is accompanied by two pictures: -a man and a woman in a bed, covered by a blanket except for faces, arms, and feet, smiling at each other while little hearts float around their heads. -the bird and bee cartoon characters that provide commentary on most pages making faces and stating “Whew! I’m glad I’m too young for that!”

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It’s Perfectly Normal!

Vital Statistics:

  • Rated 10 and up

  • 28% One-star reviews

“It’s Perfectly Normal has been a trusted resource on sexuality for more than twenty-five years.” – From Amazon description

"Porn total porn and grooming of child for sexual assult. Engire book groom tool for pedifiles. No one should be exposed to this book.” Posted, ironically, by a user calling themselves “Sassy”

"Teachers teach your kid to whack off."

“When it’s time for the “talk”, give your kid an experience like “Passport to Purity” rather than this disgusting book bent on grooming your child into a suicidal victim of today’s degenerate culture.”

“This book is nothing more than a way to groom your children. I can’t believe some schools are teaching from this book for sex Ed! Time to Homeschool! If I could I would have given zero stars!! 🤬Absolutely sucking!” More ironic word choice.

“ Call the cops if this is given to your kids ….make sure your child's school doesn't have this in their library.”
This one – the call to make sure it’s not at the library – is advocating the banning of a book, for those of you keeping track at home.

A lot of these reviews talk about leftist agenda, a “confused generation,” and CRT (critical race theory – I have no idea what that has to do with late elementary, middle or high school sex ed). One review quoted three different Bible passages, in addition to suggesting the audience read the entirety of the Book of Romans.

I totally get it if you think your 10 year old is not ready for this book – or, not for the whole thing, as might be the case for a young child and It’s Not the Stork. But that doesn’t mean that 1. It’s a terrible book that deserves a 1-star review and 2. That NO ONE should read it.

Also, having checked out and perused the book myself, I personally see no issues with it. My husband and I discussed whether it was appropriate for a 10-year-old. Myself, I erred on the side of “maybe not,” but I also allowed that if a child is asking about how sex works, what “gay” means, what any number of slang terms for sex or masturbation are, that they deserve an age-appropriate answer.

I am most certainly not saying that you should chuck this book at your kid (especially a younger kid) without explanation or discussion. But, honestly, how would you rather your child find out about sex? Look through a child-geared illustrated book with you or a teacher or other trusted adult guiding them, or to rely on locker room jokes and internet porn to find out about sex and sexuality?

And, as with It’s Not the Stork, It’s Perfectly Normal doesn’t suggest you just jump in bed willy-nilly. It has a page with a line of illustrations of new or expectant parents each saying why they thought they wouldn’t or couldn’t get pregnant, but did anyway. It encourages safe sex and discusses pregnancy and STD’s. I’d rather have my daughter know about these things a little earlier than I might think is appropriate than have her stumble into a situation where she doesn’t understand what’s happening and get hurt, get an STD, get pregnant, get raped, etc. (More on that idea when I discuss Speak in a day or two.)

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I totally get it if you think your 10 year old is not ready for this book – or, not for the whole thing, as might be the case for a young child and It’s Not the Stork. But that doesn’t mean that 1. It’s a terrible book that deserves a 1-star review and 2. That NO ONE should read it.

Also, having checked out and perused the book myself, I personally see no issues with it. My husband and I discussed whether it was appropriate for a 10-year-old. Myself, I erred on the side of “maybe not,” but I also allowed that if a child is asking about how sex works, what “gay” means, what any number of slang terms for sex or masturbation are, that they deserve an age-appropriate answer.

I am most certainly not saying that you should chuck this book at your kid (especially a younger kid) without explanation or discussion. But, honestly, how would you rather your child find out about sex? Look through a child-geared illustrated book with you or a teacher or other trusted adult guiding them, or to rely on locker room jokes and internet porn to find out about sex and sexuality?

And, as with It’s Not the Stork, It’s Perfectly Normal doesn’t suggest you just jump in bed willy-nilly. It has a page with a line of illustrations of new or expectant parents each saying why they thought they wouldn’t or couldn’t get pregnant, but did anyway. It encourages safe sex and discusses pregnancy and STD’s. I’d rather have my daughter know about these things a little earlier than I might think is appropriate than have her stumble into a situation where she doesn’t understand what’s happening and get hurt, get an STD, get pregnant, get raped, etc. (More on that idea when I discuss Speak in a day or two.)

Back to discussing all of these books as a whole: many reviews, especially for It’s Perfectly Normal included statements such as, “I heard about this, so I bought it.”  Why?  There’s a thing called a library. 

Seriously, though.  If you are concerned about a book your child’s school is using or you’re hearing about a book that other parents think is inappropriate, check it out.  Read it for yourself.  If you don’t like it, don’t give it to your child.  If it’s assigned reading, talk to your child’s teacher.  Calmly.  Ask if your child can read an alternate text – and have a pertinent alternative in mind.  Or, if that isn’t possible, talk to your child about BOTH your thoughts and their thoughts on the book.  I’ve read an AWFUL lot of books as a kid that I then re-read as an adult and realize I REALLY didn’t catch on to some things.  You may be reading and understanding an implied thought at an adult level that goes completely over your child’s head.

Dr. Seuss II: Scandalous Boogaloo!

Ok, so everyone knows Dr. Seuss drew weird pictures.  The people didn’t look real.  The animals didn’t look real (has he ever SEEN a horse?  His horses are terrifying…).  He has all kind of made-up animals, and people that look like maybe they’re animals.

 

Dr. Seuss occasionally shows up on banned and challenged lists because people decided that some of his books (“Hop on Pop” and “The Cat in the Hat”) promote misbehavior in children.  (Though, if you’ve read either Pop or Cat, you know Pop tells his kids “you must never hop on Pop” and the fish turns out to be right about not letting the Cat into the house while Mother is out.)

 

A few months ago, though, Dr. Seuss came under fire not for encouraging misbehavior, but for “racist” depictions in some of his books. Word came out that some of his early books would no longer be published.

 

At first there was a hue and cry about cancel culture… but it turns out that Dr. Seuss’s estate chose to pull six books from publication, rather than an announcement coming from a school system that they would no longer use ANY Dr. Seuss books.

 

Curious, I checked out “If I Ran the Zoo” from our library.  I had a vague recollection from my time as a children’s librarian that this one had some Asian caricatures in it.  And upon re-reading it, it turns out it does – as well as “Persian,” Russian, and African.  The African ones, to my eye, are the ones that immediately jump out as the most bothersome, followed by the Asian ones.  But, with that said, 1. I was looking for them (I think it’s possible small children might not be as aware as, again, all Seuss’s illustrations are funky-looking people), and 2. It was first published in 1950. 

 

And while, yes, I agree that illustrations from 1950 that were considered fine then can be considered bothersome or racist now, but, y’all, it was 71 years ago.  (Oh my god, y’all, 1950 was 71 years ago…)  We’ve moved on.  We’ve improved.  Dr. Seuss’s estate has moved on – in recognizing that these illustrations are no longer appropriate and in deciding to cease publication, they are stepping in and saying, “OK, we’re better than this.”

 

They aren’t telling you not to read it. They’re saying “we feel weird continuing to publish these.” And that’s OK.

Welcome to Banned Books Week!

“A challenge is an attempt to remove or restrict materials, based upon the objections of a person or group. A banning is the removal of those materials.” The American Library Association

 

It seems like every year when I post my Banned Books Week blogs or start talking to people about Banned Books Week, I find someone who responds with incredulity.

 

“Banning books?  They still do that?” a friend asked me last year.

 

This year, I was chatting with my husband’s brother-in-law.  He asked me what I was working on with my writing these days.  I told him about my annual Banned Books Week blogs.

 

“Banned books?” he asked.  “Who’s banning them?”

 

And the answer is… anyone.  Any time someone – anyone – tries to keep other people from reading a book, tries to prevent access to a book for whatever reason, that’s a challenge, an attempt to ban.  It could be a parent or a “concerned” citizen.  It could be a school board member or an elected official, a member of the clergy, or even (though less frequently) a teacher or librarian.  In fact, with the prevalence of customer reviews on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and even library websites, an attempt to ban may come from any random person.

Per the American Library Association, 45% of the challenges made to books in 2019 were initiated by library patrons, the largest single group that year.  (See more data and infographics here: https://www.ala.org/advocacy/bbooks/frequentlychallengedbooks/statistics )

Why are people trying to ban these books?  What books are being challenged this year? Strap on your I Read Banned Books pins and join me tomorrow as we start on an in-depth journey!

More information on Banned Books Week and frequently challenged books and authors is available through the American Library Association

Special Throwback Thursday: Where Were You?

It was early on a Tuesday morning. The phone rang before my alarm went off, which was aggravating. I was a sophomore in college and overloading on classes - I had been up very late. I ignored the phone.

After the alarm went off, my roommates and I dressed and staggered to the dining hall. I had lemon mint scones, and either a coke or diet coke for my caffeine - I was never a coffee person. My roommates and I sat in an alcove with a window seat.

A friend of ours, also a sophomore, came running up to us, skidding to a stop on the terrazzo floor. He was yelling something about planes and a tower, the pentagon, more planes, a field... I was half asleep and didn't understand - had a new Die Hard movie come out?

"Travis, what movie is this?" I mumbled.

"It's not a movie! It's happening right now!" he yelled and took off to tell others. My roommates and I were still confused. No one else in the dining hall seemed to be worked up. Yet. We went to class.

By the time I made it two buildings over and three floors up, news had spread. I should point out that most of us did not have cell phones; the few that did rarely got reception on our rural, mountain-top campus. But I was on my way to a theatre class, and many of my classmates were a year or two older and had friends who were already in New York. They had heard what was going on. There was a phone in the hallway outside the classroom and many of us lined up to call and check on friends and family.

I remembered that my dad had been planning to leave that morning for a business trip. I couldn't remember where he was going. Panicked, I called my mom, knowing I wouldn't be able to reach him if he were in the air. My mom reassured me - he was headed to Austin, but the plane had already been grounded. He and his coworkers were trying to rent a car to make the long drive back to Atlanta. She had been the one calling early that morning.

In a daze, we finally all congregated in the classroom. No official word had come down yet as to whether to cancel class. Our professor used the morning's event to segue into a discussion of tragedy. After that class we found that there would be no classes for the rest of the day; the school that didn't close for ice storms was cancelling classes.

I walked to the bank, about a mile down the road in our small university town and withdrew $100 (most of what was in my meager college student's account), just in case. I had dressed for the chilliness of the Tennessee mountain morning but was now too hot in my 3/4 length blouse and long skirt. I didn't go to the common room with the TV when I got back to the dorm. I didn't watch the 24-7 new coverage. (No live streaming on our young internet.) I didn't see the towers fall 'til almost a week later. I knew that if I stopped, if I watched it, I would crash, just like they did. I had too much work to do. I had a big paper due at the end of the week. I watched it later, after the Time Magazine special edition had already come in my student mail box.

Tuesday morning. September 11, 2001. I was 19. I was in college in Tennessee. Where were you?

So Much in September

August has gone by so quickly! And, as seems to always be the case, I have a lot on my plate for September.

Most months I have multiple things I focus on, if I'm not working on one of my novels. This month, even though I won't have a big writing project, I'm only going to focus on preparing for Banned Books Week (the last week of the month). I just have too much non-writing stuff going on - things that will eat into my writing time - to focus on a big project, too.

But, with that said, if you have ideas for themes or topics you like to see me discuss for Banned Books Week, let me know!

Delved too Deeply

"The Dwarves dug too greedily and too deep. You know what they awoke in the darkness of Khazad-dum... shadow and flame." Saruman, The Fellowship of the Ring

Recently, I've been thinking about this line. It comes from fantasy, but your more often find this theme - digging too deep, climbing too high, exploring places man wasn't meant to be and finding things man wasn't meant to know - in horror, and sometimes Sci-Fi. (There can be a healthy crossover between horror and sci-fi, but that's a topic for another blog...)

Jason was watching a movie the other night about a Russian crew that discovered a fungal parasite in the Kola Superdeep Borehole. (I've seen at least two X-files episodes with similar themes to this film.) There's The Thing, where the "digging too deep" or "climbing too high" is more metaphorical - the the high southern latitudes of Antarctica, a scientific expedition discovers an inexplicable creature.

Digging too deep/flying too high can apply to outer space - how many films are there about encountering malevolent entities out in the far reaches of space, a place where man was not meant to go? There are stories and films about being too deep in caves, too deep under the ocean... the list goes on and on.

I think there are so many types of this story, so many takes on this mini-genre because there is a very thin line between fear and fascination. We are curious creatures. We want to know what's out there in the dark, beyond the safety of the campfire. We want to know what goes bump in the night... but we're also afraid of the dark. We're afraid of the things that go bump in the night.

Altos Have More Fun

There's a point in every young actress's life when she wants to be the ingenue. She wants to be Christine Daae, Sandy, Eliza Doolittle, Cinderella, Maria von Trapp. These are all leading ladies - some are lovely damsels, wilting flowers - and they are all sopranos.

And then there's a point when the actress realizes that Reno Sweeney, Rizzo, Velma Kelly, Mame* - the altos - are actually the more fun roles to play. (Yes, of course this is a broad generalization, and yes, it does depend a lot on the play. Tracy, the "ingenue" of Hairspray is still a more "fun" role than Christine Daae.)

*You don't even really have to be a great singer for Mame. Lucille Ball, after many years of smoking, played Mame and basically spoke in rhythm for most of the songs.

When I was a teenager, I wanted so badly to play an ingenue. I wasn't the highest soprano out there, but I had a good range. The problem was, I didn't have The Look. My mom once cautioned me that a role I wanted was one the directors saw as being "pale and frail." Well, I've got the pale down. The frail... not so much.

I go more into that aspect of my time in the theatre in this post.

About the time I hit my early-mid twenties (shortly before I stopped doing theatre altogether), it occurred to me that the altos had more fun. I started auditioning for roles like Rizzo; even though I was technically a soprano or mezzosoprano, I had a decently broad range, so higher altos (like Rizzo) were perfectly feasible for me, from a vocal standpoint, at least.

Driving along in the car sometimes, belting (as best I can, now that my range is more limited) along with Anything Goes, I do kind of wish I could go back and remind myself not to ONLY audition for the leading lady. Sometimes the alto sidekick has more fun.

Arrgh-ust

I was so pleased with myself for getting my blog done early last week that I forgot about my monthly update.

Oddly enough, I've had a lot of people asking me recently, "how's the writing going?"

With Elianna out of school and out of camp, plus travel, holidays, and birthdays in July, my writing schedule has been... shall we say, less that ideal?

Yes, I do occasionally find time when Elianna's asleep, or when my mom comes over to play with her. But since my mom works at a school supply store and they are at their busiest time of year right now, her schedule has also been erratic.

A few weeks ago, someone asked me if I had a secret to finding the muse - finding the inspiration - or if I just sat down and forced myself to write whether I felt like it or not. And the answer is... a little of both.

The times I've been the most productive were when I did have set writing times (an hour before bed, for example) or set days (my days off when I used to work, Elianna's days at school, etc.). Early on in getting into the swing of a writing schedule, it is very much the "sit down and make yourself write" thing. But what I have also found when I have had a set schedule was that if you are consistent, the muse will find you. If you always sit down to write at X time on Y day, your brain will turn on and be ready for you.

I also find that if I go long enough without working on anything (at least creatively) that the stories find me anyway. A couple days ago at lunch I had a few lines just pop into my head and had to get them down before I lost the setting and emotion.

But enough about my schedule... what have I done? What am I doing?

In July I did actually get some submissions off - not a lot, but my first submissions since March or so. I've been slowly working on my platform; something I think I will to some extent always be doing, but you have probably noticed the upticks in my posting on my Facebook author's page. I plan to continue that, and also hope to add twitter this month or next.

I'm also already looking ahead to banned books week in September.

So that's what I'm up to - any creative news in your life?

Giftshop Apocalypse

Hey, wouldn't that be a great band name?

All kidding aside, Jason and I were watching Sweet Tooth the other night. For those not familiar with the show, it takes place in a post-apocalyptic America - so far mostly in the wilderness. In the episode we were watching, two characters come upon a family living in a gift shop/visitor's center at Yellowstone.

That took me back to when I worked in the college book and convenience store at Sewanee (middle of nowhere Tennessee, for those who don't know). I first worked there during the summer when the tiny college town was pretty quiet. Even with my cleaning and stocking duties I had lots of time to just let my mind wander. I kept a notebook under the counter where I would jot down story ideas. One of the ones I had was about a handful of people in a, ahem, small college town in the middle of nowhere, stranded when The End As We Know It comes, and how they survive and make do. One of the first places the characters went was, of course, the book/convenience store for supplies and clothes.

I've actually always been a big fan of the post-apocalyptic and/or dystopian genre. I've had ideas for stories in these kinds of settings since high school, maybe middle school. Of course, the problem I always have is that wherever my characters are holed up is a little too convenient, a little too easy for this kind of setting. They live in the Tennessee Valley and all the hydroelectric plants are still working and cranking out electricity. Or the book store had so much stock that years later they still have what they need. Or the kids who ran away from home just happened to find a pristine (as in, safe to drink) creek that also had fish they could catch. When I was younger I didn't realize these were narrative problems (or at least could be if the story wasn't crafted right).

Seeing the gift shop used in this way in another work made me feel better about it, though. While this does make it seem "easy," looking around at the gift shop, there is still a lot of stock and it doesn't seem very "lived in." The family has an 11-year-old son, but it doesn't seem like they've been there his whole life. While they didn't go into how long they'd been there in the show, it did give me the impression that they hadn't been there long, maybe stumbled across an isolated building no one else had taken advantage of yet.

Of course, it also makes sense that the characters - the parents, at least - would seek out this type of setting. They would look for somewhere with shelter and supplies, somewhere out of the way to make their permanent home. But if they were looking for somewhere like this, how were they the ones that go so lucky? Were they the only survivors in the area? Were they "on the inside" (say, maybe one of them had worked there)?

Because that's the thing - there's got to be more than just, "we conveniently just happen to have food, water, electricity, or a lifetime supply of sweatshirts." I want to know how the circumstances came together for you to ride out the apocalypse in your cozy gift shop.

Everyone's Busy

"How do you get it all done?" my sister, a full-time teacher and the first-time mother of a one-year-old, asked me recently.

"I don't," I, the stay-at-home mom of a two-year old, answered.

"Really?" she asked, sounding relieved. I offered to send her pictures of my absurd piles of laundry. I DID send her a picture of my outrageously-long to-do list.

This morning, my husband asked me what the significance of three stars in front of an item on my to-do list was... seeing as about 3/4 of the list were three star items.

I'm busy. My sister is busy. I don't have time to do things I want to do. I don't have time to do things I need to do. My sister is the same way. Most moms I know are the same way. My husband feels the same way about both his work days, where he spends so much time on zoom meetings that he can't get any actual work done, and also about his weekend projects he's had on his to-do list for years. (Such as installing the doggy door we bought before Baldur died.)

Everyone's busy. Our neighbor is constantly ferrying her teenagers to various sportsball games. My diet program addresses the issue of planning ahead and taking healthy snacks and meals with you so that you don't have to stop and get takeout, in a tone that implies that most people are doing so most days of the week.

Everyone's busy.

I recall a Loony Toons cartoon from 1954 wherein a housewife spent all day running errands, arriving home just before her husband. He asks her if she picked up something for him, and she apologizes that she forgot. He is annoyed, asking what she did all day. We're treated to a rerun of her day, going to the bank and various other outings, in each of which she is delayed or something goes wrong. She cleans the house with a vacuum - "there were ATTACHMENTS to do the work," she narrates, as her past self dumps dozens of tubes on the floor. The vacuum breaks down and she ends up sweeping.

Everyone's busy. Now we have Roombas and better cars and higher speed limits (and I believe the cartoon housewife may actually have been doing errands on foot). We have dishwashers and washing machines, cell phones and voice-activated TV's. We should have more time, right?

It feels like we've always been busy. That 1950's housewife had a vacuum and a dry cleaner and an oven and various electric kitchen appliances. She should have had more time, right?

When I was a kid, I was a big fan of the Little House on the Prairie books. The Ingalls and Wilder families got up before dawn to milk the cows and do other farm chores. The children walked miles to school. Ma was constantly cooking, cleaning, sewing... Pa was often plowing. Laura's first job was a in a tailor's shop. She basted men's shirts. She sewed from 7:00 AM to 7:00 PM. She had a break for lunch (which she ate with the tailor and his family). She did this all week - I want to say Saturday, too. She was fourteen.

But those plucky homesteaders had farm tools and kitchen implements. They had needles, thread, scissors, and woven fabric. They had domestic animals and crops. You would think they would have had more time...

I'm currently reading Guns, Germs, and Steel, a book about how societies evolved, but more-so, how societies evolved differently - which societies had easily domesticable animals and plants, and which were hunter gatherers. The author states that you would think the farmers would have it easier, had more food, and more time... but that actually early farmers needed even more time and effort to produce the food they needed than did hunter-gatherers.

We're all busy. We've always been busy. How we define busy changes. The things I've learned from the above books will be helpful to me when writing period pieces... if I can even find the time in my busy life.

How has "busy" changed for you over the course of your life? If you're a fellow writer, how does a character you're currently working on define "busy?"

(By the way, I wrote this while Elianna was taking a rare second nap...)

Book Review: The Terror by Dan Simmons

A couple years ago, AMC produced a TV series based on this book. Jason and I really enjoyed it, and I decided I wanted to read it. I had kind of forgotten about it until reading Fatal Passage by Ken McGoogan, about John Rae, the explorer who discovered what happened to the Terror and Erebus.

It was a long read (over 700 pages), but very enjoyable. Even knowing what happens, I found myself wanting to keep reading each night, wanting to keep pushing past when I should have lain down and gone to bed.

Brief overview:

In 1845, an expedition lead by Sir John Franklin sets out from England to discover the long-searched-for Northwest Passage - a water route between the Northern Atlantic and Northern Pacific oceans. The Franklin expedition - 129 men and two ships, the Erebus and the Terror - never returns and there are no confirmed survivors. This is an imagining of the horrors the crew encountered while marooned in the Arctic, including extreme winter weather, scurvy, tainted food stores, impossibly difficult physical labor, the hubris of their captain, rats, fire, and, last but not least, a monster resembling a huge polar bear that stalks the mission.

The first part of the book is told in flashbacks. It opens with now-Captain Crozier on deck, in the bone-shattering cold, giving kind of a "how we got here" overview in his head. The chapters then go back and forth for a while between a few characters - Captain Sir John Franklin, Dr. Goodsir, and others - give background on events leading up to Crozier's current situation.

Goodsir serves as kind of an everyman - an audience avatar - when he volunteers to go on an exploratory mission and fails miserably at keeping up with the hard work the other sailors endure, as well as expressing shock at Captain Franklin's callous disregard for the life of the native man his men shot by accident.

Franklin immediately establishes himself as the one who carries the blame for various failures. At a dinner party, a seasoned explorer expresses concerns that Sir John doesn't have enough supplies - of food or coal. Franklin has no clue how much he's actually bringing with him; he feels like this is someone else's job to figure out. He just smiles and nods while the other explorer grows obviously more concerned about this voyage. Franklin comes off as a hubristic idiot. Actually, calling him an idiot isn't fair - he seems to be doing it on purpose. He repeatedly ignores sound advice from Crozier - his second in command - other explorers, and various officers on his mission. There are so many things that just would not have gone wrong if he had just listened to other people... but, no, determined to rid himself of his reputation as "the man who ate his shoes" on his previous Arctic mission, he plows ahead, so certain of his own infallibility.

As mentioned above, Sir John often expresses the thought that the natives are somehow less - not worthy of saving from death, not worthy of a proper burial... In the book, many other characters also express this period-accurate disdain for the Arctic peoples they encounter. (In the show, this is toned down, with some of the characters seeming to be pro-native, and even speaking some of the Inuit language.) As was also par for the period, there's a decent amount of disdain for women, Irish characters, characters of non-noble birth, and homosexuals (exclusively referred to as "sodomites").

While the setting is bleak, and often gory, and even the most likeable characters flawed, you do find yourself rooting for most of them, hoping that at least SOME of them make it.

I've read some other reviews and opinions that the last few chapters and the fates of a couple of characters comes out of nowhere, but I didn't think so. I thought it was the sort of thing where everything these two had experienced, everything they had endured together came together to form only one possible, inevitable scenario. Want to know more?

Here be spoilers...

In the show, Captain Crozier and Lady Silence - the native woman who's father was accidentally shot by the crew - end up being the only survivors. He's taken in by her people, but their connection ends there (or at least is no more special than them both being part of a very small, close-knit community). In the book, she rescues him when he's shot multiple times by mutineers, and nurses him back to health over a period of several months. She teaches him to live like a native. They share dreams - as they began to do when Crozier suffered from severe alcohol withdrawal earlier in the book. Eventually, she takes him to be her husband. I do mean that - Lady Silence/Silna is the one who initiates a physical relationship with Crozier, though by that point he understands that they also have an intertwined fate. Their interractions in the last couple chapters seem less to me "out of nowhere" and more what happens when two people have been through so much trauma together that they come to realize that each of them is the only person who could understand the other. It's not romantic, per se, but it's fitting.

And, yes, people have complained about the age difference. Crozier is in his early 50's by the end of the book, whereas when the expedition encountered Lady Silence two years earlier, the doctor determined she was between 15 and 20 (much younger than in the TV adaptation). Yes, this is a shocking age difference by today's standards... but in the 1840's it was not. Indeed, Crozier had proposed about five years earlier to a woman in her early 20's who turned him down not for his age, but for his station (she claimed she couldn't be a mere captain's wife). Girls in their teens were married to men old enough to be their grandfathers all the time back then. For me, what sells it is that Silna knows exactly what she is doing and it is Crozier who seems surprised at first, as well as their ironclad devotion to each other through the remainder of the book. Each is willing to give up their world and follow their spouse; Crozier is the one who gives up his old life to be with Silna.

Really the only thing I found to be problematic in the book is the outdoor New Year's carnivale. For so much of the book, the author has been hammering into us what the extreme cold is like for the crew. The (heated) intterior of the boat is only just barely above freezing on the warmest decks. The crew are wearing layers upon layers. They are constantly losing toes. The men on watch on the deck have to constantly move, constantly stomp to keep from freezing. More than once someone accidentally touches metal and loses skin for their carelessness. And yet at the Carnivale, where we are told it is a whopping -100 degrees, men stay out wandering around, eating outside, hanging out in a tent labyrinth, wearing costumes either over or under their cold weather gear... for hours! It just seemed glaringly out of place to me.

I did think it was interesting that at one point a crew member references the wreck of the Essex, an American whaling ship sunk during an encounter with an enraged whale, marooning its crew in life boats in the tropical Pacific. It reminded me that I had also read a book about that incident a few years ago. I'll have to do a compare/contrast of the two.

It occurred to me recently that I should include Readers' Advisory at the end of reviews. This is a book for both fans of history, and fans of horror. In particular, if you like setting-based suspense and horror - something like Sphere, where you're trapped by the elements with a dangerous and unknowable presence. For the history fans, if you like The Terror, you might also enjoy In the Heart of the Sea, by Nathaniel Philbrick, and Fatal Passage by Ken McGoogan.

Throwback Thursday - In the Heart of the Sea

So, I'm doing something a little different for Throwback Thursday this week.

The blog post I want to revisit is from my former website. I had planned to eventually set up an archive page here, but as you can guess, I have not yet gotten around to it. That post will be under the second markdown, below. The first markdown is a little snippet I posted on my Facebook page five years ago (five years ago, Oh my god...) about watching the film that was based on the book I review below. Now I'll have all of this in one spot!

Mid-July 2016, Jason and I watched the film In the Heart of the Sea, and really enjoyed it. My response to it is here:

From Facebook post, July 17, 2016

As a librarian and a writer, there are some classics out there that I am kind of embarrassed to admit that I haven't read. One of these is Moby Dick. I recently watched In the Heart of the Sea. It's a movie based on a book of the same name about Herman Melville speaking to one of the few survivors of a whaling ship that was attacked by a huge whale (and served as his inspriation for Moby Dick). It's a very good movie, which makes me sad that it didn't do better. Plus, as an actor, I also now have a TON of respect for the actors portraying the stranded whalers who lost tons of weight to look like they had been lost at sea for months; Chris Hemsworth lost 35 pounds, and Cillian Murphy looks like he was mummified.

After we finished the movie, I turned to my boyfriend and said, "Huh, that was really good - I'd like to read it." He responded, "yeah, I never read it either." I then clarfied that I was NOT talking about Moby Dick, but rather the book the film was based on.

For some reason, Melville is one of those authors people kind of cringe away from. No one picks up Melville for fun, just like no one picks up Dickens for fun. It's sad to say, but I'm just as guilty of this as the general population. As much as I love a rich vocabulary, some of those Victorian authors intimidate me.

But I guess that's ok, because Melville himself (at least according to the movie) is intimidated by Hawthorne. Which makes one of the closing screens, a quote by Hawthorne about how Moby Dick is the Great American Epic, all the more touching.

I liked it so much that I turned around and checked out the book from the library. I apparently finished it quite fast (oh, those pre-baby days!) as I posted the below review two weeks later:

Adapting from Page to Screen

Sometimes when having watched a movie and then read a book, I can say to myself, "Ok, I see why they changed that."

Sometimes it's a case of condensing a timeline or characters so as to make something easier to follow. Sometimes it's making characters older, younger, or changing something about their looks or personality to make them either more believable or more accessible to a broader audience. Sometimes it's adding "drama" (a problem that wasn't there in the original version to up the tension) or changing or leaving out something that the characters did to make them more relatable or sympathetic.

You may remember from my Ivey Ink Facebook post of July 17 that I recently watched In the Heart of the Sea. This is a movie based off a book that was written about a historical whaling ship disaster. The book was based on the accounts of several survivors of the Essex (a whaling ship); their stories also were a big influence on Herman Melville writing Moby Dick.

I enjoyed the film, and I found the book fascinating as well. However, upon reading the book, there were several very obvious, "wow, I see why they changed this for the movie" details. First of all, without some changes just for sake of narrative and the flow of plot structure, it would simply be a documentary that no one would watch unless they were interested in 19th century whaling and shipwrecks.

One of the major changes was the dynamic between First Mate Chase and Captain Pollard. In the film, Chase and Pollard do not get along, as Chase feels he was passed over for the position of captain simply because Pollard's father is a captain and one of the owners of the whaling company. In real life, Chase was several years younger than Pollard and they had been working their way up the ranks together for the last four years; Pollard had been First Mate previously and prior to that had been Second Mate, while Chase had previously been Second Mate and prior to that Harpooner. But which movie would you rather see:

"An orphaned farm boy* (played by the studly Chris Hemsworth) has worked hard to prove himself to The Man as capable sailor and has been promised a captaincy. However, at the last minute, he is passed over for promotion in favor of the boss's son (played by the brooding Benjamin Walker). Now they must struggle to scratch out a living from the violent sea with the forces of nature stacked against them." or "A tall 22-year-old and his pudgy@@ 28-year-old coworker of four years receive promotions and head out to hunt whales."

*And by the way Chase's father was still alive, and living in an expensive house in town, at the time of the voyage. @@Yes, Pollard is almost consistanly referred to as "portly" in the book. (Maybe this is repeatedly pointed out to help explain why he was one of the few who survived. He had more excess weight that could be lost without major inconvenience.)

However, like I said, injecting some drama for sake of narrative is understandable. Another major change (or, rather, omission) is even more understandable.

I don't know what you know about whaling. I didn't know a lot before I read this book. The movie shows a whale being hunted and killed (and only one hunt is shown to completion in the film, when there would have been HUNDREDS during the actual voyage of the Essex). It shows a couple brief scenes to get the point accross - a whale being harpooned, a spray of blood landing on the faces of the whalers as the whale dies (we do NOT see the blood actually spraying out of the whale itself), and a few short shots of the whale being butchered. We are also treated to a scene of the cabin boy being lowered into a hole in the whale's head to scoop out the last of the oil. He serves as something of a bridge between the characters and the audience, as his obvious horror and disgust at this task is more along the lines of what people who grew up learning about environmentalism and animal rights would feel.

These scenes in the movie really gloss over the realities of whaling that are gone into in more depth in the book.

As I mentioned above, a whaling voyage that lasted two years (as most of them did) and returned to port with 1,500-3,000 casks of whale oil would have had to kill hundreds of whales to fill their quota. I had been under the impression that, like the plucky homesteader of a slightly later period, the whalers used all of the animal - sell the bones and teeth for furniture and jewelry, eat and/or salt down the meat to sell, do...I dunno, something with the skin. No. The oil and blubber are the only parts of the whale used and the rest is DUMPED INTO THE OCEAN. The book describes the Pacific as being just a slick of oil, blood, and decomposing whale during a large part of the 19th century.

From a contemporary perspective, it's disturbing. What makes it even more jarring is that in the book the scene of the full hunt and butchery of the whale comes either immediately before or immediately after a scene in which the sailors complain to the captain about their small portions of rationed salt beef and salt pork. You people are throwing away dozens of tons of meat every few days and you don't think to keep any of this to augment your rations?

What makes it even worse than that, though, is that on their way to the whaling grounds of the Pacific the ship stops at the Galapagos islands so that they can hunt tortoises to bring on the voyage as food. The tortoises were preferred to any other live source of meat because their metabolisms were so slow that the crew didn't have to feed them. The ship takes on dozens, possibly hundreds, of tortoises, fully intending to just leave them in the hold and not give them food or water. Ever. Until it's time to kill and eat them. The cabin boy's memoir reflects his misgivings about the assumption that just just because the tortoises didn't NEED to eat didn't mean that they SHOULDN'T, as he claims that every time he went down into the hold he saw them licking things.

If these weren't bad enough crimes against nature, one of the crew members set one of the Galapagos islands on fire. As a prank.

It's scenes like these that make it extremely difficult to think anything other than "I'm glad most of you died miserable deaths of starvation adrfit at sea - you're horrible people!" As I said, sometimes you have to change things in a story to make the characters relatable on screen. Even without these scenes shown in the movie, it's hard not to root for the whale when he attacks the Essex after the whalers harpoon another whale in his pod.

But, as my sister is fond of saying, "why ruin a perfectly good story with something like facts?"

July? You Lie...

What, July already? How?

So the last couple months I have been working on my platform and, as so often happens when I'm working on something aside from simply creating, it's taking longer than I thought it would. But I've gotten a lot done and I'm pleased with what all I've accomplished. I also realize that "working on my platform" is less something that will have an end point, and more something that will always, to some extent, be a work in progress.

But, to date, I have made an extensive list of goals, and have been working with a graphic designer on new imagery for my website and social media. I'm hoping to unveil that soon, but we're still working on some of it. I have also revamped my social media posting schedule (if you also follow me on Facebook, you will have seen that page being more active lately).

So with a good amount of my platform work either done or under way, I'm shifting gears slightly... or adding gears. I don't know much about gears - I don't write steampunk ; )

For July (and the next few months as well, probably) I'll be splitting time between the platform work and getting back into creative work. I'll re-examine what I'm working on in August or September - July is shaping up to be busy, and Elianna's preschool starts back up in mid-August. For now, I'm going to plan to spend part of my writing time each week working on either submitting (which is what I'm working on after I post this actually), getting my brain back into The Wolf and the Sheath, or creating new material.

So keep an eye out - hopefully I will continue filling your feed with fun and interesting stuff!

For Kids

"Ugh, but that's a kids' show..." "Ugh, but that's a kids' book..." Have you ever found yourself saying that? Have you ever found yourself saying, "wow, this is really good even though it's 'just for kids.'?"

How did we get that way, thinking that children's media has to be "bad" or "boring" or in some other way not on par with adult media? "You don't have to play dumb to them, just play them," Robin Williams's character says in Mrs. Doubtfire. "If it's something you'd enjoy, it's something they'd enjoy."

I do think this is true - very true, even. Many of my favorite books are Middle Grade or Young Adult books. Many of my favorite TV shows and movies are "kids'" shows. In fact, many of my favorite shows and movies are animated. But, that doesn't mean I don't enjoy well-written entertainment... because honestly, some of them are really damn well-written and plotted. Gargoyles (at least the first 2 seasons) - references Shakespeare and Celtic mythology all over the place, as well as quietly slipping in gun control and race relations. (That show was SO ahead of its time it's not even funny.) The Dragon Prince. Avatar: the Last Airbender, and The Legend of Korra. She-Ra and the Princesses of Power. So many of them are not only well-written, but also address important issues of inclusion, destiny vs. free will, (fantasy) racism, philosophy...

Jason and I are currently watching Camp Cretaceous, an animated show in the Jurassic Park universe. We had initially added it to our streaming list just as a filler, a time killer, a show to watch while we waited for other shows to come back from summer break. Y'all, it's fantastic.

The first season takes place concurrently with the events of the first Jurassic World film. Six teens are given an exclusive premier visit to the new Camp Cretaceous, a summer camp on Isla Nublar. Of course, as it goes in a Jurassic Park story, things very soon break down. But in addition to Teenage Hijinks With Dinosaurs (TM) the show actually visits some rather dark material and ideas (death of a parent, abandonment, being forced to go against your ethics to help your family), and handles them well. I now find myself eager to watch the next episode of our "filler" show and see what new twist is going to be thrown at our teens.

And honestly, I can't wait until Elianna is just a little bit older so that we can introduce her to some of those favorites I listed off above.

Summer Reading, Summer Crafting

It's June and we're well into Summer Reading. I've taken Elianna to a couple library programs now, and with some of my former library coworkers posting on their pages about Summer Reading, there are times that I wistfully think of my Summer Reading Program days.

Several years ago (I was about to say "a couple" but then I did the math and, y'all, it's been longer than I realized), I worked in the children's department at the busiest* library in Cobb County. Part of my job was to plan story and craft time for 5-to-8- year-olds. During the school year I did this once a month; in the summer, I did one every week.

(*There were actually three "busiest" libraries, with "busy" being defined different ways. One was most patrons visiting, another was most computer usage. Ours was most items checked out.)

Actually, doing a story/craft hour "once a week" is not quite accurate. The first year, I did them once a week. Demand was so high that first summer that we had to add a second session of my story times the second summer. I had a day every week that the majority of my day was spent setting up, doing the first story and craft, re-setting the room, doing it again, and then cleaning up. It was a lot of work, but I loved reading the stories to the kids (doing all the voices, of course) and teaching different art and craft techniques.

I do miss it sometimes, even though it was crazy-busy and other aspects of the job eventually got to be too much for me. I keep meaning to do some craft projects with Elianna (though I also realize she doesn't have the attention span or fine motor skills for a lot of art projects yet). Taking her to her first story time (just a socially distanced story time with a basic craft you took to do at home) made me wistful - especially watching how much the librarian was enjoying herself.

But, as with many situations, many former jobs, ultimately I am glad that I'm not out working in a public position right now as some people race ahead to get back to "normal" while others are still cautious. I miss the art. I miss the stories. I don't miss the pressure. If you're still out there in it, still telling stories and coming up with craft projects for dozens of kids, I salute you.

Snake project from my second summer.

Snake project from my second summer.

Elianna’s first library craft!

Elianna’s first library craft!

Not a summer craft, but one of my favorites.

Not a summer craft, but one of my favorites.

June Update

So, June really snuck up on me...

April and May were supposed to be my time to work on my platform and, while I didn’t spend time working on it, as so often happens, I didn't get as much done as I thought I would. But, with the help of a friend who is a graphic designer and photographer, I got a lot done this weekend.

So June is going to continue to be a building and learning experience. Hopefully in July I can get back into something more creative.

And, in the meantime, I tweaked my posting schedule a bit - look for writerly quotes weekly on Monday or Tuesday, as well as Writing Prompt Wednesdays and Throwback Thursdays on alternating weeks.

Put it in Your Pocket

This morning I prepared to meet a friend for a walk. I was packing Elianna's diaper bag, and tucking small things into the pockets of my leggings. (Yes, I have leggings with pockets - they're awesome.) I think that, in conjunction with Elianna's Wonder Woman t-shirt (made to look like it had a little utility belt), made me wonder why utility belts aren't a common thing.

Wouldn't that be fantastic? Haul around all the small items you need without worrying about it falling out of your pockets, or having to carry a purse? I'd love to have a utility belt. I do have a steampunk pouch that attaches to a belt that I occasionally use in lieu of a purse, but I'm talking multiple pockets and pouches on a belt.

There was a story I was going to write back an embarrassingly long time ago where one of the characters had an absurd amount of pockets and pouches hanging off her belt. (I have long since abandoned that story, which was basically Harry Potter fan-fic, for much better stories.)

Last week I was thinking about pockets in the context of writing, too. I posted a writing prompt on my Facebook page asking fellow writers to consider what unique item their character carries in a pocket or pouch. I do like little character sketches and insights like that - what small, defining quirk or characteristic can you come up with for a character you're writing?

Do you have something special, something unique, that you carry with you in a pocket or purse?