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I Asked Author Cindy Pon a Questions and She Answered

July 2, 2009 / Katie L. Carroll

I’ve made an Internet appearance again! This time in print form and not picture form. I posed this question (it’s the first one listed) after reading Cindy Pon’s YA fantasy book Silver Phoenix, and she chose to answer it in vlog form.

Here’s a bit more about the book and a link to Cindy’s contest (I selfishly posted these so I could be entered twice into her contest! Her artwork is awesome!).

I’ll finish by stealing a question that Cindy always asks her guest authors: Who is your favorite literary crush? Check out the comments to see mine.

Running in the Land of the Midnight Sun

June 16, 2009 / Katie L. Carroll

The summer solstice rolls in on June 21st, ushering in the warmest days of the year (at least for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere). This is the longest day of the year, which when looking at the symbolic meaning of lightness and darkness, means we are truly approaching the high point of the year.

My father once said that the summer solstice always makes him want to jump in a car and follow the sun north to see how long the day will last. My sister and I sort of did this one year. We actually hopped on a plane—not the one we were hoping to get on, but that’s a story for another day—and headed north…first to Seattle (which we weren’t supposed to go to) and then finally to Anchorage, Alaska.

We were there to run the Mayor’s Midnight Sun Marathon (find our results here…look in the 5:06 range). We raised over $11,500 for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society, thanks in large part to sponsorship by William B. Meyer, the man and the company.

We have many, many, many stories, adventures, and pictures (which are all from the pre-digital age, so they have to be scanned in before they make it on this blog) from our marathon training and that trip. You may read about it in our memoir Loose Bowels & Butt Chap (see comments). Oh wait, it’s not yet published…okay, it’s not even written yet. This is a good start, though.

The Eastern PA SCBWI Conference Intro

April 15, 2009 / Katie L. Carroll

My picture has hit the Internet again! I attended the Eastern Pennsylvania SCBWI Poconos retreat. It was at the Shawnee Inn, which surprisingly was only about a two-and-a-half hour drive from good old CT. Many attendees who reside in PA had longer drives than I had.

The weekend was—as my 9-year-old nephew would say—awesome! The members of the Eastern PA chapter of the SCBWI were so welcoming. I didn’t know a single person (except for my roommate, whom I had only met on-line…scary, I know…but really quite safe…I mean, we write for children, not exactly the scariest group of people), but everyone was super nice and acted like they actually wanted to get to know me.

I made a lot of new friends, got to meet the guru of children’s writers’ websites Verla Kay, and gave wedding advice to super-cool YA author Lara Zeises. The previously mentioned roommate posted all her pictures on her blog, and I just happen to have a starring role.

Observations on the Train to NYC

March 20, 2009 / Katie L. Carroll

I recently headed down to NYC for one of the SCBWI Writers of Lower Fairfield County Editor Evenings (mine is the middle grade novel…and how great is it that I’m referred to as an author?). As usual, I took the hour-and-a-half train ride into Grand Central.

I often go into the city with the girls. (Here’s a kind-of-old picture of “the girls” at the Hard Rock Cafe. I’m the cute one!)

When I’m with the girls, the train rides fly by. We usually have so much catching up to do that the ride is over before we’ve run out of things to say. The focus is on us and not the world that streams past the windows.

However, I took this most recent trip alone. I brought a book, but the scenes through the glass grabbed my attention. It wasn’t the beauty of life that interested me; it was the real scenes of life that caught my imagination. I appreciate that Metro North Railroad takes a direct route from point A to point B and doesn’t try to send the train through the most picturesque areas.

My little tour of the wrong sides of the track gave me much to think and dream about. And I was able to do it from the safety of my train seat. Here are some of things I saw:

A beat up compact car (possibly a Hyundai Accent) sits in a parking lot behind some kind of apartment complex. It’s purple, and not a deep night-sky kind of purple, more of a dark lavender kind of purple (not my first choice for a car color). The back quarter panel on the passenger’s side is all banged up, and the back tire on that side is flat. I wonder what story that sad little car has to tell? An adventure? A tragedy?
A young boy hangs out with his friends at a school playground. He’s waving to the train, or maybe he’s waving at some other object in the same eye line. He’s got a big grin on his face. Is the smile sweet? Mischievous? What do his friends think of his enthusiasm?
Three cops cars are parked side-by-side in the back parking lot of some large store. They’re hidden from the road and no other cars are near them. What are they doing there? Slacking off? Planning some big bust?

There are so many stories being told when you take a few minutes to look out the window.

You’re Not Alone in Feeling Like It’s All Been Done Before

March 8, 2009 / Katie L. Carroll

One problem I often run across while writing (have I mentioned that I’m a writer?) is that I feel like there’s nothing new to write about. I’ll be sitting with my laptop, type, type, typing away, and I’m feeling great. I think I’m brilliant! Can I possibly come up with any more awesome ideas?

Then a few days later I reread a book and think Hmmm. Why does this feel so familiar? I must be remembering the last time I read this book. No. It’s not that. It reminds me of something I’ve read more recently. Oh, right. My moment of inspired originality. Only my writing is not nearly as good as this is. So much for having awesome ideas. This isn’t even a new complaint among writers…even my lamentations are rip-offs.

To console myself I’ve come up with a list of expressions that are disgustingly overused right now. I narrowed the list down to just three (if I didn’t cut myself off there, who knows when I would’ve stopped). These three in particular make me very angry; so angry in fact I think if I hear any of them one more time, I might just implode.

3. Shabby Chic–I’m all for a good oxymoron, but this is one of those terms that everybody’s been using to describe everything. My car is an old junker, but I covered the seats in velour, so now it’s shabby chic. (No, it’s just a piece o’ crap!) I’d call my style shabby chic because I decorated my house with a bunch of stuff I bought at a tag sale. (No, you’re just cheap and now your house is full of a bunch o’ crap that other people discarded!)

2. Dark Horse–From American Idol to NASCAR, commentators are predicting that every middle-of-the-road competitor is a dark horse. A true dark horse is racehorse, candidate, athlete, etc… that really comes from nowhere to win. By definition you can’t predict a dark horse, so stop trying to do it!

1. It is what it is–This has to be the most meaningless expression ever created. It literally has no meaning. And every reality TV star that’s getting his 15 minutes of fame is using it. Just typing this phrase caused me pain. The next time I hear someone say this, I won’t implode. I will explode into a million bloody pieces all over the place. That way at least there will be some evidence of my extreme irritation.