Chautauqua, Part 2.
          
         This post is about some of the wonderful advice we received from authors and editors in our workshop sessions.

       Patti Lee Gauch, author and editor,  started us with a phrase that echoed throughout the week; go to the well when you write your characters. Dig deep and draw from your internal thoughts and feelings. [Example: The Wednesday Wars by Gary Schmidt- used his middle grade self as a model]

         She said it's crucial to draw the reader into the story. Your characters expressing emotion, or using sensory imagery, that will connect the reader.[Example Moon Over Manifest by Clare Vanderpool]. Going to the well allows stories to rise and fall with the lives of the characters  and reach a profound level.

         When writing a picture book, add a little sassiness to your characters. It adds to the humor and kids (and adults) can relate to it. [Example A Baby Sister For Francis by Russell Hoban]

                                               Other books used as examples included:
Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson
Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli
Mockingbird by Kathy Erskine
Where the Mountain Meets the Moon by Grace lin
Charlotte's Web by E.B. White
Lily and the Purple, Plastic Purse by Kevin Henkes

Candy Fleming, author of Muncha,Muncha, Muncha and Our Eleanor, spoke on writing nonfiction picture books. Her main points were:

• Think like a kid
• Start with something unexpected, unusual, weird, or the coolest facts about your person.
• Narrow your topic- don't try to cover the person's entire life
• Use reliable sources- primary sources if possible. Forget about Wikipedia!!!
• Try an unusual format- an almanac, a mystery, a play. Be different.
• Think about including back matter. This allows you to still tell about your person, but it doesn't have to go into the text portion.

An example to read is Sky Boys by Deborah Hopkinson

Next post I'll share words of wisdom from Kathi Appelt, Julie Agnone, and Kim Griswell. So many mentors, not enough time, and tired fingers.




            

                                        The Charm of Chautauqua

Lake Chautauqua at sunset. 

       People told me Chautauqua changes you. They're right. It's an incredible place; think Brigadoon meets the Land of Oz. 

       Walking around on the first afternoon, it felt like being in an enchanted village. No, not Harry Potter-esque, more like strolling through a sea of Victorian, gingerbread houses with lush gardens everywhere. The first thing that struck me was how quiet the place was. People automatically just whisper, nodding hello rather than speaking. Even the dogs don't bark aloud! Seriously. (How do you suppose they manage that?)

      The main path through Chautauqua is a red brick street ( kind of reminds you of Oz's Yellow Brick Road) It took me a day or two to master the path because it's uneven, bumpy and full of posts with reminders that it's for pedestrians only. Not to mention the kids riding bicycles and the older folks riding along on their scooters.

      Chautauqua, having begun as a place for religious training, has appropriately named buildings and homes: The Hall of Christ, The Hall of Missions, The Methodist House, The Lutheran House, The Presbyterian House, The Baptist House.... you get the picture. A little unnerving for a Jewish kid! So you'll appreciate the irony when I tell you that I got locked in The Hall of Christ one morning. And according to Kent Brown, Executive Director of Highlights Foundation and Christine French Cully, Editor-in-Chief of Highlights Magazine no one, in the  26 years of the Writers Workshop at Chautauqua, has ever been locked in there. Leave it to me.

     Okay, okay, I'll tell you the story. Being a visually impaired individual, I decided it would be easier for me to pull a rolling book bag than carry a heavy one on my shoulder. [Highlights Foundation gives you about a dozen novels/picture books/how-to books in a canvas bag upon arrival. The route to The Athenaeum Hotel- where breakfast was served daily at 7:30AM- was downhill. That meant after eating, going uphill to get to class, at a rather steep grade I might add. I didn't want to pull my rolling bag back uphill, so I decided to take it over to The Hall of Christ [THOC] before breakfast to save a seat near the front where I could see. It was just a little after 7AM when I dragged the purple wonder [bumpity-bumpity-bump] up the 12+ stairs at THOC. The door was unlocked, I went in, but there was no light. Undeterred, I used my cane to feel my way up the aisle to the second row. I pulled my purse out of the bag and was placing the purple wonder on a seat when I heard a klunk back at the door. I called out hello in case someone was coming in...no answer. Back down the aisle, feeling my way, through the sanctuary doors to the front door; I pull on it and it's locked. 
There were a few more frantic pulls- actually rattling the door- before I realized: A) I was locked in, B) no one would hear me if I yelled, C) I was going to miss breakfast, and D) the first person in would find me sitting there and I'd have to explain why (so embarrassing). What to do??

     Luckily I remembered I had Roger's cel number in my phone. [Roger is the Highlights Foundation Trustee who greets you when you arrive and arranges for your luggage to make it to your "house" while you have orientation and he's the moderator on the online discussion board.]  Anyway, I called Roger. 
Gail: Roger, I need help, come rescue me.
Roger: Okay, where are you Gail?
Gail: I'm locked in The Hall of Christ. Not such a good place to get locked in if you're a Jewish   kid!!
Roger: LOL How did that happen? Never mind,  I'll be there in a few minutes.

      We made it back in time for breakfast but the tale of my adventure spread. I decided to "own it" and called it was my personal Mixed Up Files of Ms. Basil E. Frankweiler . (book in which kids get locked into a museum) Who knew it would have a lasting effect.... I got locked in a small one-person elevator a few days later. Well actually twice, but that's another story for another day. 

Kathy Erskine (middle)

     Kathy Erskine, author of Mockingbird  (2010 National Book Award winner) spoke the first night on the 10 best things about Chautauqua. While I can't remember all of her list,  this list comes close:

• Connections- this is a stress-free way to connect with editors and publishers and even pitch some ideas.
• Congeniality- not only are all the participants friendly, all the faculty and Hightlights staff and any family members there are warm and so solicitous.
• Confidence Building- even when you are wondering if you have the talent and skill to be a writer, the faculty (and the friends you make) encourage and support you. They remind you that they were once in your shoes.
• Colleagues- reading through the participants' bios you found people who were novices, self-published, well published, and those who weren't even sure if they could write. And you're all in it together, as equals. The faculty treats everyone with the respect given to world famous authors....even though no one has ever heard of us.
• Comprehensive- the classes offered covered the writing spectrum: picture book, early chapter books, MG and YA novels, e-Books, poetry, memoir, historical fiction, nonfiction, science and nature. And if that wasn't enough, there were "how-to"s on doing school visits, handling the business of writing, submissions, and dealing with rejection.  I'm sure I left out a few.
• Cuisine- the food was awesome and plentiful (too much!). They accommodated vegetarians and carnivores, not to mention sugar-aholics and earthy-crunchy healthy eaters. There was a hospitality house you could visit all day and most of the evening where there were snacks, soda, yogurt, fruit, and water bottles....always. Outside THOC, there was a huge cooler packed daily with soda and water bottles.
• Challenges- from the homework assignments given by your manuscript reader between your sessions to the record heatwave and loss of electricity in the entire community endured for16 hours.
• Critique groups- people spontaneously formed groups and critiqued each others manuscripts. So helpful.
• Camaraderie- I met 5 people online at the discussion board prior to going to Chautauqua so I felt like I had "built in" friends when I arrived. At least another dozen are now included in my Chautauqua Buddies email list. Many new writing friends.
• Comprehension of being a writer- when you explain to someone that you completed a page of revisions that day, the look you get often says: is-that-all-you-did? Being surrounded by so many people who: GET what it's like to spend many hours alone writing and then you have to toss it and start over,  GET the feeling of finding the perfect words to convey a situation in a story, GET looking at some tiny thing or hearing someone say something odd and think "there's a story behind that" is priceless. And wonderful. It gives you a sense of belonging.

      So that's my overview of the week at Chautauqua. Next post, more stories and words of wisdom from several of the speakers.

*sigh*  I miss Chautauqua.

The suitcase is packed and I leave tomorrow morning. I'm so ready for this week of writing, learning, and camaraderie.

But I do have a question.

Am I up to this challenge? Do I really have the talent and creativity to be successful as a writer? I don't mean monetarily. I must admit to being unsure if I have the skill.

This week at Chautauqua is a hurdle to leap in my writing journey.From now until I arrive there tomorrow, my mantra will be:

I am read and able to accomplish this challenge. I will be open to all wisdom shared with me. I will let my creativity shine.

No blogging next week. Look for me on Monday, July 25th.

                               Less Than a Week

          I signed up 6 months ago. In May, I joined the discussion board and started meeting other people. It didn't seem quite real that I was going to the Highlights Foundation Chautauqua Writers Workshop. Three weeks ago, I started cleaning up the manuscripts, making revisions, collating copies. Two days ago, I placed all my clothes and notebooks, pens and mosquito spray out on the guest room bed; I opened up the suitcase to 'let it breathe.' 

                  Today, it hit me... in less than a week I'll be in western New York, surrounded by writers, editors, publishers, and illustrators. An entire week  of talking, writing, eating, breathing, sleeping children's literature and writing.
Oh. My. Gosh.                                      

          I have met some incredible people on the discussion board, They feel like friends I've known a long time. One moved back from Germany to Nebraska last week, another lives in the Jemez Mountains in New Mexico. Someone actually lives just across Lake Chautauqua. I want to bring them all home with me and form another writers' group.




            Anyone who has been to the workshop says it's exhilarating, exhausting, and mostly extraordinary. Can one person handle that many exs in a week?????????

If all that isn't exciting enough, there's one more little thing to think about. Bats. You heard me, bats. It seems that western New York has a massive bat population in the summer. I'm told you can see them hanging in the eaves of buildings, and if you see one on the ground, DON'T reach down to help it. Yeah, like that would EVER happen.  I'm also told that no one at Chautauqua has ever been attacked by a bat. That's real comforting to know. The bats do 'appear' to be diving right at you occasionally, but only if you're in the path of reaching an insect. Great, so I need to avoid insects and bats.

I can see it now.... mosquitoes (who LOVE me by the way) following me for a smoothie a la Gail and a pod? swarm? crew? of bats going in for the kill (literally). Until one bumps into my shoulder, freaks me out and I start swinging my cane in the air, like a bat (baseball variety) to keep them away. I have two things to say about that: 1) not a pretty sight but certainly an attention-getter and 2) I hope they move like 'a bat out of hell' and leave me alone!!!                                             

                                                                                                                           

Maybe I should practice whipping that cane around my head! I could partially fold up the cane and swing it like those nunchucks you always see in the martial arts movies, however, that would involve coordination - of which I don't have much- especially eye/hand coordination. Since I'm a little short on the vision spectrum, I'd just end up whacking myself in the face. Try to explain those welts the next day!         


Well, I know I'll have one or two posts from the serious side of Chautauqua. Here's hoping there are no incriminating pictures of the less serious side!

Saturday can't get here soon enough! (Oh yeah, it's my birthday too.)                          

Write From The Soul

 This is how I feel about going to the beach!!! 

A good friend invited me to go with her , her 17 year old granddaughter, and the grand's friend for 5 days to North Myrtle Beach.

(heaven, I'm in heaven....she hums as she dances around)                                                                

At first I felt guilty because I planned to use this week to do manuscript revisions in prep for Chautauqua. I don't have a laptop, so I couldn't write at the beach. BUT..... my friend DOES have a laptop and will bring it so all I needed to do was toss that thumb drive into the suitcase. So no guilt and I can beach/pool in the day and write at night.

I've had my suitcase packed since Thursday. Morning. We don't leave until tomorrow. Sunday. Not very excited, am I?! 

I suppose I could blog from the beach. But there's no WIFI in the condo and besides, when will I have time between the beach/pool, reading, writing, and eating??? So au revoir until June 25thish.

And....yes mom, I do have my sunscreen and hat.                                            

Visualeyes

               A Purpose Changed


 I have always felt that I had a calling. It's name was teaching, for many years, but in truth, it really is more than just educating kids, it's about helping others.

I never gave a second thought to a request from someone for a ride to the doctor or a store. If someone needed help in moving, I gladly filled the back seat and trunk and carried boxes.

But now that darn sight has gotten worse and I've had to give up driving. And while I still offer to help, people usually say "Oh so kind of you to offer, but I'm fine" or "No thanks, I've got it covered" and what they're really saying is how can you help me when you don't drive?

I must tell you, that hurts. I'm still the same person. Yes, I've learned to be more resourceful for myself in getting around. However, it doesn't seem fair to take away my 'Good Samaritan wings'. 

I've been missing helping others during this past year of non-driverhood. I think that's why I offered to restart the 'Neighborhood Watch Program'  in my condo community.

Then an opportunity presented itself to me this past week. And although the timing isn't ideal (since I'm preparing for my writers' workshop at Chautauqu), it felt right. So I took on the challenge. I offered my home and myself to a friend for her week's convalescence following surgery. We have some logistics to work out but I know it will work out fine.

And the space in my soul that was feeling kind of empty, you know the part that fills up when you think of others instead of yourself? It's feeling more full.

I like feeling that way.                                        

Disclaimer: I tried six times to get "The Rules" section to line up correctly and it JUST. WON'T. Not very stylish, I know. Sorry. GH

                                   For Me?

One of my blogger buddies awarded me the "Stylish Blogger Award" and like many awards in the blogosphere, it comes with rules.



                    The Rules 
1. Thank the person who nominated you and link to that person's blog. 
2. Share seven things about yourself.                                                                                                  3. Pass on the award to seven deserving blogs.
4. Contact those who you have nominated and congratulate them.

Thank you, Susanne Drazic!
 You are a faithful follower and always leave comments; I appreciate you!

Now for my 7 things about me.

1. I have a thing about the texture of the food I eat. I can't eat "gloppy" stuff without gagging. (This would include things like hot cereal, oatmeal, grits)

2. I love musical theater!

3. I'm participating in Highlights Foundation's Chautauqua workshop this July and I'm thrilled!

4. I had a fantasy, as a kid, of becoming a dancer in a Broadway musical- never had a dancer's body, but I could dream. :-) 

5. I channeled that dream into taking ballroom dancing lessons in my 20's and actually won a few awards, including a 1st place trophy in cha-cha. Okay, so it's not the mirror-ball trophy on Dancing With the Stars, but I did learn to do some of the same fancy steps.

6. I can't swim....I've taken lessons several times as a kid but water bigger than a bathtub or maybe a swimming pool puts me in a panic. And while I can't swim, I do love going to the beach. Go figure.

7.Bad swimmer = good drown er. I almost drowned- for real- once in Hawaii. I had visions of washing up on shore in California. Actually, I probably would have been shark food long before then. 

Now to pass on the award to some stylin' bloggers I know (and who are just plain inspiring to me).

Lisa and Laura Roecker

Laurel Snyder

Vicky Alvear Shecter

Cathy C Hall

Doraine Bennett

Irene Latham

Pat Weaver

Hugs to all these women for being who they are, writing from their hearts, and inspiring me to keep working at my own writing.