WHEN WILL THE RAIN END?

Summer has arrived in Washington! At least, according to the calendar it has. One couldn't tell based on the mollusk activity or schizophrenic weather we're experiencing. 

Our friendly neighborhood slugs haven't exchanged their umbrellas and rain jackets for sun hats quite yet. Oh, no! The trumpets of morning revelry have stirred the critters to action. They hurriedly slime through puddles and over copper barriers on their way to decimate gardens all around the state. Shell-shocked gardeners shudder.

The sun, however, continues to struggle with getting out of bed at the appointed hour. It doesn't make an appearance on some days until late in the afternoon, if at all. Yesterday I yelled out, "Olly olly um come free" for hours and the light didn't arrive until after the remnants of dinner had become compost. Tardiness never seems to be a problem for the liquid sunshine of our state.

But there is hope on the horizon. The vegetable seeds planted in the garden last month are beginning to show signs of life. I excitedly watch as the little tomato, bean, zucchini, pumpkin, and cucumber sprouts push upward through the soil, struggling to break the bonds of the darkness and emerge into the light. I stop by often to visit, and to capture the slimy creatures attempting to chomp on the new growth.

Wait ... what's that? There's a gigantic, yellowish orb directing luminescence from outside and into the living room. Is that the sun? Nah, it's only 10 AM.

But I can't take any chances. If it is the sun, I need to stop playing around inside on the laptop and head outside to mow the moss while I can. I'm outta here ...

PAPER BOOKS ARE DEAD

Okay, okay. I get it already. I've seen the writing on the crystal clear LCD screen with the 10 bajillion colors and mind bending apps that is taking over the world.

The experts tell me:

PAPER BOOKS ARE DEAD!

But are they? Only time will tell.

But just in case you're curious about what the future may hold for readers, here's a preview of a new IPAD app. It is a modern rendering of tales from one of the best loved fairy tale writers of all time. I present Hans Christian Andersen for your viewing pleasure ...

FATHERS

Today is Sunday, June 20th, 2010. It is Father's Day - a brief 24 hours to stop and reflect on the male species.  A time to think about all that Dad has done for you over the years. A time to let Dad know that he's an okay dude.

In honor of my Dad, and Dads everywhere around the world, I'd like to say ...

HAPPY 

FATHER'S 

DAY!




Now I must get off the internet and get back to spending quality time with the family. Have a great day, y'all!

An Impassioned Plea for Picture Books

An Impassioned Plea for Picture Books

AN INTERVIEW WITH (Children's Author?) JOHN GRISHAM

TEMPUS FUGIT

I'm in the home stretch at school. One more week of lessons and then I'm off for the Summer. Technically speaking, that is ...

In reality, I won't have teaching duties in the classroom for a couple of months. But, as is the case with many educators, I will be attending several workshops, trainings, and classes so that I can keep my teaching credential current. Not fun, but it must be done in order to stay employed. In addition, I'll be taking on some odd jobs to help improve the family's financial standing.

Today, however, is a day I've set aside for grading, ticking off items on the Honey-Do list, and ignoring the three million legos the boys have strewn all over the downstairs. No concerns though. The 4 year old has promised me that all the blocks will be cleaned up before Mom gets home. Is a verbal contract entered into with a child legally enforceable?

Tempus fugit.

PARNELL HALL'S LAMENT

Even when an author gets published, it's still sometimes hard to get noticed. Parnell Hall, a mystery writer with numerous books in print, sings and humorously laments the lack of demand for his "John Hancock" at multiple book signings. Thanks for making me smile, Parnell!

Apple invites authors to self-publish on iPad bookstore

Apple invites authors to self-publish on iPad bookstore

RECESS IS A COMIN'

I'd love to write for hours today
but I've gotta work instead,
Report cards are a waiting
and bringing a sense of dread.


So grade I must - oh yippee-yeah ...
(a sarcastic cheer breaks free),
But Summer beckons in two weeks hence
then recess springs for me.

DAILY AFFIRMATION

Feeling a little down in the dumps? Need a motivational speaker to get you pumped up? Then have I got a clip for you ...

HEY, TEACHER - GOT STRESS?

The month of May is a busy time for teachers. It's probably right up there on the busyness scale with the month of June. (Yes, that is an actual word - look it up!) Testing, finishing long term units of study, completing end of the year grading, finalizing calculations for report cards, constructing holiday projects, attending meetings, making material request orders, registering for continuing education classes, cleaning up the classroom, and managing an assortment of other duties all contribute to raising stress levels at this time of the year. So what's a teacher do to remain mostly calm and sane for the next few weeks?

I suggest one way is to relax by doing stuff around the home. Gardening, building stuff, mowing the lawn, or pulling weeds while listening to music with headphones on all provide a means of escape. Getting dirt under your fingernails and grass stains on your jeans has a magical way of releasing the tension from your body. These activities give time for your mind to wander and commune with nature. Plus, if you're like me, you'll feel a sense of accomplishment after completing projects around the house.

If working outside doesn't excite you, why don't you escape to the back deck and read a good book instead? Imagine the pleasure you'll get from kicking back in your comfy lawn chair, feeling the warmth of the sun wash over your skin, while you sip a fruity flavored drink with a tiny bamboo umbrella in it. Sound relaxing?

Another way to seek respite from the daily grind is to plan a vacation. The simple act of searching for places to visit and things to do via the newspaper, a magazine, or through travel sites on the internet help put the pep back in your step. The dream of visiting someplace different lets your mind wander for brief time and helps raise your endorphins. Stress abates, tension eases, and relaxation ensues.

Even though I geared this post toward teachers and the tension that they deal with at this time of the year, don't fret if you're not an educator. All humans in every walk of life could use the chance to take a break one in awhile. So, feel free to take any or all of the suggestions I mentioned above and just relax.

Take it easy ...

Thinking of a road trip?

SELF PUBLISHING ON YOUR MIND?

Have you ever considered self publishing your books?  Barnes and Noble recently announced that they will begin offering Digital Self Publishing for writers. But,before you jump into the deep end head first without a life jacket, I'd recommend that you thoroughly research the pros and cons of proceeding in this manner before coming to a decision. 

Here's a link to learn more about the B&N news. It should be noted that they are just one of a multitude of companies that provide this type of service. So, if you choose to produce and market your books in this way, shop around first ...



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WHAT GOOD IS A LABEL ANYWAY?

I spent time this morning adding labels to the blog posts I've written. Well, there was that, and listening to my 4 year old spell the word butt over and over again.

The tags I added to my posts will help potential readers locate this blog more easily. By adding key words, people conducting searches on the internet are more likely to find this site. Pertinent labels work as tiny advertisements, very similar to what you might come across in a newspaper or magazine.

My youngest child, coincidentally enough, also attracted attention by using a key word. He used the label butt to gain attention. It worked! His mother and I both asked him to report to our room for a quick discussion about proper etiquette.

So what is the point of a good label anyway? It attracts attention. Simple as that. And as more people are exposed to your writing, the better chance you have of gaining readers.

I'd love to write more, but it is time for me to sign off. It's not too often that we get sunny weather with temperatures in the 70's in Western Washington at this time of the year. So, I must take advantage of it and get outside to shovel some dirt. 

Have a happy weekend!

WITH MUCH LOVE AND APPRECIATION

I just wanted to share a video demonstrating some of the emotions that I experience on this special day ...

The clip shows a collection of beautiful, archival images set to a song in the public domain. The music is a little dated, but provides a lovely accompaniment to the photos.

I am sending this out with love and appreciation to all of the wonderful Moms in our world. Thanks for all that you do.


Happy Mother's Day!

THE RED PYRAMID

A new book from one of my favorite authors has hit the shelves. No, it's not one of mine ... darn. But former teacher, Rick Riordan, just released the first novel in his newest series.

Here's the scoop:

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KINETIC ENERGY DELAYED

What to do, what to do ...

Here it is, a typical overcast and dreary Spring day in the Pacific Northwest. Wind gently tickling the tree branches outside and flinging the leaves into the already overfilled, soiled gutters of my house. The sun, not wanting to come out and play, hides noiselessly somewhere behind the ashen and lifeless clouds. And here I sit, alone, adorned in luxurious cotton PJ's, contemplating what comes next.

I am at a standstill. The brain wants to turn some of the potential energy I have into the kinetic type. But the body shamelessly disobeys.

I have several projects left to get to on the "Honey-do" list, but inspiration has regrettably wandered off somewhere unseen. Besides, the heat inside the house feels nice and toasty. There are comics and sports to catch up on in the Sunday paper and my backside is feeling pretty comfortable entrenched in the recliner. In my humble opinion, it's not a day to gallivant about doing the laundry or attempting to decimate the knee-high vegetation currently doing a poor imitation of something we affectionately call our front lawn.

The other hindrance to getting me moving today is an indecision about which book project to begin next. Since I completed the manuscript for "Macaroni and the Binky," I've yo yo-ed back and forth for days. I have a total of seven outlines constructed for stories. But, I can't decide which one I want to start on next.

Should I start on another story in the series I've plotted about Macaroni? Or, should I do a picture book that is completely different? Or, maybe should I work on one of the two middle grade/easy reader novels instead?

I guess having several stories to choose from is a good problem for a writer to be shackled with. I don't have to spend time waiting around for ideas to worm their way into my brain. I just have to decide. Easy, right?

*Lunch Break*

Well, I've decided. Cheese stuffed crust pizza slathered with pepperoni, mushrooms, and cheese unlocked the brain freeze. It does that sometimes.

So what am I going to do then? I've decided to finish composing a magazine article I began several weeks ago. Even though it wasn't one of the choices I mentioned above, it has been on the short list of projects. And since I am in the final editing and revising stages already, it's a piece of writing closest to submission.

Thanks y'all for helping me get unstuck!

Henry Winkler book signing - MyNorthwest.com - Seattle Calendar of Events

Henry Winkler book signing - MyNorthwest.com - Seattle Calendar of Events

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Book Progress Update

After more than a year of toiling away, "Macaroni and the Binky" and my query letter are finished! I sent both out to the first choice agent on my list, and now am awaiting a response. I will update this blog as news arrives.

Before I hear back, I wanted to share the beginning paragraph of my query letter for all to see. If you have any feedback for me, please write. I'd love to hear what you think! Here it is:

Dear … ,

Macaroni and cheese, beloved around the world by children of all ages, never looked so tasty. But what happens when that creamy treat becomes a dog that romps all over the house causing destruction and mayhem? Will seven year old Bud, along with assistance from his enthusiastic and gravity challenged sidekick in a diaper, be able to stop the pandemonium before Mom finds out? “Macaroni and the Binky,” an action-packed picture book manuscript of 982 words, provides answers to these questions and more.

Does this pique your interest?

That's right ... Fonzie is in the House!

If you are in the neighborhood next weekend, why don't you stop on by and meet the FONZ?  

Henry Winkler is scheduled to be in Bainbridge Island, Washington on Sunday, May 2nd at Eagle Harbor Book Company. He is stopping by to promote the latest book in his Hank Zipzer series, which he wrote in collaboration with Lin Oliver. 

Click on the link below for full details about this event ...

MEET THE FONZ

Editing and Revising

Raise your hand if you love to edit and revise your stories over and over again? Okay then ... That wasn't the overwhelming response I was expecting.

Really? There's not a single person out there who absolutely adores polishing their work over and over again until every single word shines like the North Star?

Ah, come on! I can't be the only one who loves to push, pull, and twist the things they've written ad nauseam as if shaping a lump of clay into the perfect shape. Can I? Apparently, since I don't see any hands raised in the room, I am.

Editing and revising are a pertinent part of the writing process that cannot be ignored. In order to present your manuscripts in the best light possible to potential agents and publishers, you must take as much time as is necessary to get it right. You only get once chance to make a first impression so it might as well be a good one.

Here are some the the steps that may help you:

1) Read your story aloud to yourself. Make notes of any possible changes.
2) Put your story away for two weeks.
3) Read your story aloud to yourself again. Edit/revise.
4) Put your story away for two weeks.
5) Read your story aloud to yourself one more time. Edit/revise.
6) Seek professional help. At this point, join a critique group or have a editor or other qualified individual read your work.  I recommend that you don't use a friend. They have trouble being as honest with you as is needed.
7) Evaluate based on feedback received from the professional(s). Does your story show promise? If so, proceed.
8) Edit/revise some more.
9) Find some students in the targeted age group for your story. Read your story aloud to them and get feedback.
10) Edit/revise, if necessary.
11) Seek professional help again. At this point, ask your critique group, editor, or other qualified individual read your work once again.
12) Repeat steps 1 - 11, as many times as necessary. 

Sounds painless, right? Not really? That's good. It shouldn't be.

The reality is that writing is hard work. I personally find it to be quite rewarding, and don't know what I would do if I couldn't express myself creatively. I sincerely hope that you enjoy it too. 

Happy writing!

Life

An example of how competent non fiction writing and impressive narration can merge with compelling, time-lapsed pictures to create brilliant art. Either that, or I felt this clip was simply too amazing not to post:

End of Books?

With the release of Apple's new iPad electronic tablet style device, some pundits are speculating that the time-honored tradition of printing books on paper will end. Yep. Just like dinosaurs, the betamax, those white parachute pants with a tie in the front that I loved so much, and my svelte 32 inch waistline. Books are going to disappear forever.

Well, hold on there for a moment, naysayers. Don't throw shovels full of dirt over my beloved books just yet!

The print medium is definitely in a state of flux, and writers, agents, publishers, bookstores, and the like must change. But with some creative marketing and innovation, paper bound materials can survive, and even thrive in the future. Always look on the bright side, right?

As much as I love curling up with a good book to keep me company at night, I have to admit that the updated "Alice in Wonderland" ebook for the iPad looks pretty incredible. What do you think? Will the printed version of this medium survive the challenge?

Unpublished Author Contest Details

Cheerios is holding a Spoonful of Stories® contest for unpublished authors. If interested, details are available by clicking the link highlighted above. I've also included a related clip from notable author (and former elementary school teacher) John Scieszka. Good luck!

Bruce Coville writes stories that I love. He is also the proud parent of a company called Full Cast Audio that produces fabulous recordings of quality literature from multiple genres. If you're a student, teacher, or person interested in reading or listening to quality children's literature, I wholeheartedly recommend that you check out the clip of Bruce Coville and Daniel Bostick as they work on scenes from "Space Station Rat" by Michael J. Daley.

Holiday Cheer

From my family to yours ...

Happy Easter!

May you have a glorious day filled with joy, happiness, and a bunch of little kids running around frantically searching for chocolate eggs.

Blast from the Past

Howdy!

I've returned from a brief two week hiatus away from writing stories. The time spent away was not unexpected - duty called, and I needed to answer. But, because I've been hankering to take care of the editing and revisions percolating inside my brain, I feel like I have been out of the loop for a lot longer than 14 days.

So, here I sit currently, staring at the blank computer screen. Pooped! After spending many days devoted to assessing narrative and expository essays, organizing records, calculating and entering grades into an online grade book, copying report cards, and conducting parent/teacher conferences, I have an overwhelming desire to vegetate for a bit.

With sincere apologies to my readers, I am going to give into that feeling and do just that. Mañana ...

Running on Empty

It's late, and I'm tired! After working for several hours, I just finished writing the 13th (and latest - literally) draft of my "Macaroni ..." manuscript. Hurray!  

After lots of work and advice from others, I believe that my story is very close for submission. The characters seem real (finally) and propel the action forward at a logical pace. They are now integral to the plot, and don't feel like I just stuck them in because I needed to break up parts of long narration. I still want to edit/revise the newly added sections one more time before my Critique Group meeting this evening. But, for now, I'm too wiped out and must go to bed.

Good night, y'all. I mean, good morning everyone. Wish me luck?!!!

Where Have You Been?

I am back! Did you miss me? Or, are you the type of person that didn’t even notice that I was gone? After all, since there was nothing to read on my blog, you probably assumed that I must have fallen off the edge of the earth or experienced some other such calamity, right? Hopefully, you did miss hearing from me on a semi regular basis, and now are so tickled to read my tidbits of wisdom again, that you can hardly read the letters on this page through the crocodile tears of joy welling up in your eyes. (Hey! A guy can always dream, can't he?)

So then, why it has taken me so long to get back to my writing online? Well, I could say that I was just being lazy and get on with the rest of this blog. Or, I could use the excuse that I just haven't written anything that was worthy of appearing on my blog. Or, I could say that I won the lottery and I'm now independently wealthy, and that I no longer feel the need to share my thoughts with the world. But, none of these explanations would be accurate.

The real reason that I haven't been writing is because my computer bit the dust! Crashed! Died! Stopped working! It is swimming with the fishes!

The slow march to recycling bin was not unexpected though. My computer had been staggering along like a boxer who received too many vicious shots to the jaw in a fight. Dazed and stumbling around the electronic metaphysical ring, my PC had not hit the canvas yet. It was hurt, I admit. But, I figure it would recover enough to battle another day after it got rubbed down by the trainer with a warm towel and inhaled some smelling salts. Unfortunately, before I knew it, the referee stopped the fight. My laptop was declared the loser.

My heart stopped at about the same time my computer screen flickered to darkness. I knew that I had a myriad of story ideas, unprinted digital pictures, and other things on it that I needed to save. But, what could I do?

Luckily, I was able to get some flickering life back to my screen. I discovered that by grabbing the power cord and twisting it back and forth and holding it at an angle, I could get my PC to work for scant few minutes at a time. It was then, during the cold and dark month of January, that I, while swearing under my breath and manipulating that wire for all that it was worth, was able to retrieve most of my files. In this way, I was able to save most of my important stuff.

What did I learn from this incident? I learned some valuable lessons that I would like to share with you today. So here goes...

First lesson: Always, always, always, BACK UP the information stored on your computer prior to it crashing.

In other words, don't assume that your computer will work forever. I have a friend who works at a large electronics retailer who related to me that he’s noticed that many computers built today will only last from 3 to 4 years. I haven't researched this tidbit of information to find out if it was totally accurate. But, his message to me was quite simple: Nothing lasts forever. In other words, don't treat your manuscripts, pictures, artwork, research, web page designs, login information, or other items stored on your PC so frivolously. Back them up! I learned the value and wisdom of this first lesson the hard way.

Second lesson: Always, always, always, BACK UP the information stored on your computer prior to it crashing.

If you forget this lesson, refer back to the first lesson.

Third lesson: Always, always, always, BACK UP the information stored on your computer prior to it crashing.

Are you seeing a pattern here yet? You should. Here are some ways that I am attempting to keep my work and family memories safe for future generations. Hopefully, one or more of these ideas will work for you, too!

I have started to back up my stories and pictures at least once a week on an external hard drive. My preferred schedule right now is to upload my information on Sunday nights while watching TV. This is fairly easy to do, and relatively quick. I just have to plug in my USB cord to my computer which leads to my external hard drive and … voila.

Another thing that I am doing for safety reasons is to email myself the manuscripts and notes that I've written, edited, or revised. I try to do this as soon as I finish working for the day. Whenever I write a new draft or come up with new story ideas, I email them to myself from one email address to another as an attachment. I use two different online email service providers so that in case one of the companies self destruct for any reason, I have a backup of my work at the other site. Low tech, but effective.

The last thing that I do to protect my files is to cross my fingers, and hope that my hard drive never completely has a meltdown and self-destructs. (Is crossing your fingers really a strategy?) As I found out when my desktop PC crashed a couple of years ago, there are several companies that can save your pictures and files from your computer hard drive. You just have to drop off your computer with them for a few hours. If you're lucky, magic happens, and the contents of your computer are saved on a brand-new external hard drive that you get to take home with you. A fee is charged for this service, but I found it more than adequate in order to recover pictures of my precious kids, my beautiful wife, and my beloved pets.

To conclude, I hope you are as happy to hear from me as I am to be back writing on my blog again. It's been a while, but with a little luck and proper precautions, computer crashes and the destruction left in the aftermath, will be a thing of the past for me and for you. Take care!

Work, Work, Work!

Quick update: I am busily revising the latest draft of my manuscript in preparation for an upcoming event called, "The Great Critique." I will be attending next week with several other writers in the Western Washington region. Each of us will get the opportunity to read our stories aloud and have them critiqued by local, published authors. I can't wait!

Shopping Sleepies

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As visions of sugar plum fairies danced in my head after a long and arduous day of shopping, my mind became addled with the prospects of spending another day fighting through the cheery masses at the mall. But instead of fretting about it, I decided to kick back and relax.

And Bean, upon seeing the lack of enthusiasm displayed by his lethargic owner, resolved to join me in a long winter's nap.

Good night, y'all!

Spies on a Mission

“Sign our books!”

“What?” I confusedly answered after this unexpected demand.

“Sign our books to prove that we fulfilled our mission!”

“What are you talking about?” I stammered, still perplexed by the order. This command was being given to me by three nimble and wrinkle-free explorers who had just entered my abode. The squad had silently snuck up behind me and almost caught me by surprise. If I wasn’t blessed with the magic of peripheral vision, I might have been totally stunned.

In spite of it being over 70 degrees inside my house, the three members of the dangerous looking crew had on long coats and hats, with packs on their backs whose contents remained unknown. They also carried with them in their hands what appeared to be maps and light emitting devices. The oldest clutched a pointed object of some sort. To say that these three seemed out of place would be an understatement. They looked dangerous, and set me on edge.

My heart raced as sweat beaded upon my skin, and my other senses became heightened. I instinctively began to flex my hands. I silently cursed under my breath. If only I had been wearing my glasses, I might have been able to put up a better defense against these intruders.

“C’mon, Dad!” whined the three little spies. “Just sign our mission books already so we can get back to our job.”

The three, who I now took to be miniature Moen beings, all thrust out their self-made mission cards at me. Then, they all said loudly in unison, “Sign!”

As the small paper card from the largest child got closer to my nose, the print on it became legible. The piece of paper had on it a list of “missions” that each kid was supposed to accomplish. The first task – “Sneak up on Dad.”

“Would you please hurry up?” said my oldest. She then handed me the pointed object she was holding – a pen. “We have a lot to get accomplished today, and don’t have time to waste!”

“Okay,” I replied, while rapidly taking the pen from her and signing each child’s mission card. I handed each slip of paper back with my signature written as “Dad,” to each respective child. Then I asked, “All set?”

“Thanks, Dad!” they happily said. Then, all three of my imaginative children took off in search of another adventure.

As they traipsed around the corner, I quickly wrote down the spy gear they each had with them. Here is what I learned that each professional undercover agent needs in order to conduct a mission successfully:

Powder-Puff Girls Backpack
Notepad
Hand Sanitizer
Dictionary
Chapstick
Pencil
Pen
Light
Club Membership/Mission Card

Perry the Platypus would be so proud!

What you just read above is my second draft of an incident that I jotted down earlier in the week. I often write down a few words, sentences, or phrases on paper, record my thoughts on my digital recorder, and/or write out ideas using my computer’s word processing program several times a week. Sometimes these tidbits become stories or even blog posts. Others just become detritus.

In either case, valuable additions to my creative writing process has taken place – I get ideas, I think about them, and I decide which ones may have some merit. Then, I further develop the ideas that strike me as worthy of development. Others, I discard.

After writing for a bit on the “winners” for my stories and blogs, I sometimes sadly learn that some of pieces I’ve spent added time on don’t work. Rats! All is not lost though. I put these back in my portfolio and hope that someday I’ll happen upon them again just like I would a time capsule. Maybe these canceled ideas will work at a later date, and I’ll be able to recycle them in the future?

Below is my original ramblings about the “Spies on a Mission” short story I developed more fully above. Can you notice the similarities between the two?


My four year old son, along with his older siblings, snuck up behind me last night and caught me by surprise. Then, as all good spies do when accomplishing a task, my kids had me check off and sign their self-made “mission” cards to verify that they had fulfilled their spy mission by sneaking up on me quietly. They even had their own pens just in case I failed to bring one from my mission control reclining easy chair. Inspector Clouseau would be so proud!

Winter in Washington

Many robust Washingtonians believe that winter is the most wonderful time of the year. The onslaught of the cool, crisp, nostril-nipping chill of the Pacific Northwest brings a welcome change. Our world-famous rain is now intermittently traded in for a generous helping of the freezing white stuff falling from the sky.

But this transformation in the weather does not bring universal joy to all. Students about to receive report cards, NFL coaches whose teams have losing records, and husbands still trying to figure out appropriate gifts for their wives are just a few who are nervous. Commuters, with teeth clenched, plowing through the snow and slush on our frivolously sanded roads is more the norm as well. At times, a jolly, rotund man wearing red and driving a sleigh would be a better transportation option.

Be that as it may, and through whatever conundrum you’re currently in, remember to take some time to stop, look around, listen, breathe in deeply, and drink in the beauty of your surroundings as the season changes. We live on a beautiful and glorious planet, with much to be thankful for. Don’t let life get in the way of living! And, whether you are preparing to celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or another occasion, may you and those you care about have a joyous time!

To Write or Not to Write: That is the Problem

“I can’t think of anything to write about, Mr. Moen!”

I won’t even try to count the number of times that I’ve heard this sentiment expressed in my classroom. The pathetic sounding wail first takes wings and wafts across the room and to my ears from at least one, and sometimes more, of my students when I ask them to sit down and write something. Heck, I even say this to myself on those occasions when I find it difficult to get started with my writing. Of course, I don’t usually add the “Mr. Moen” part at the end. That would be too weird.

Whatever the reasons behind the complaining by those under my guidance, I can relate. As a matter of fact, I am feeling that I don’t have anything to write about right now either. Maybe I should hurl myself upon the floor and flail around wildly kicking the ground? Or, I could scream at the top of my lungs until someone notices me? Or maybe I should just cry instead? Then, I would get out of having to jolt my brain into gear and compose a blog entry for today. Right?

Of course, maybe I’m having difficulty focusing right now because I am working in an environment that is truly not conducive for creative reflection. Right now I am repeatedly distracted by the vivid pictures and sounds of a football game blaring on the TV at the same time I’m writing this - Go Seahawks! All the while, I’m also within earshot of the happy sounds of two of my kids cooperatively playing a board game in the kitchen, bombarded by the noise of my 4 year old attempting to sing karaoke through an amplified toy, and am encountering a repeated barrage from my three dogs, noisily romping and fighting all over the living room, knocking over furniture and occasionally, a small distracted child.

So, what is it exactly that a person can do to overcome these instances of “writer’s block?” Well, I have a few pieces of advice that may help you become unstuck. Here are some things that have worked for me:

1) Sit down and write anything that comes to mind – This by far and away seems to be the suggestion that works the best for me. If you feel like you have nothing to say, write that down! Maybe you should start by writing about the weather, a fly buzzing near your head, or how excited you are to clean the toilets. The point is, you must keep writing no matter what! Usually, within 10 – 15 minutes of time, you hit upon a topic that strikes a chord with you. Then, words start to flow more easily.

2) Leave – Take a break and get away from your writing for awhile. Go for a walk, do housework, shop, or dance the tango. It doesn’t really matter what you do, as long as you get away from your prose for a bit. And, be sure to do something that allows your mind to totally escape from the task of writing. Otherwise, you will spend your time away fretting over what you still have left to compose.

3) Eat – I know … this is probably a horrible suggestion to make to those of us abundantly blessed with more than ample girth. (Dang government BMI charts!) But, based on years of personal research, I have found that my mood improves if I can get a little nourishment and chocolate into my body. Plus, a person gets the added benefit of putting the impending task off until the digestive secretions get kicked into high gear. No more rumbling in the tummy to distract you!

So there you have it. Writing, much like other talents in life, is a learned behavior. The more you practice, the better you become at it. So, I’d encourage you be persistent. Even though the job of putting your ideas to paper may seem exceedingly challenging, I believe that you can be successful if you incorporate some of the tips I mentioned above and keep working. Plus, the more advice and help you get along the way, the more confidence and aptitude you’ll acquire. Good luck, and keep writing!

Impromptu Concert

The crowd enters reverently, voices hushed, shuffling in across the plush crimson carpet. Purses and programs clutched in sweaty, trembling hands, the audience breathlessly anticipates a voluminous performance from the master. The excitement in the room is palpable. Even though many have beheld this conductor before, a montage like today is savored by the throng in attendance for its multiple layers of sound and unexpected lyrical surprises.

Once all are seated, and the cacophony of the tuning of instruments is completed, the maestro dutifully taps his baton four times. The expectant crowd instantly attuned to the meaning of the signal to get quiet, swiftly bring conversations to an end. The conductor lifts his arms heavenward. The entire patronage of the auditorium eagerly sits upright and gazes toward the orchestra pit. The prelude is over, and the symphony is set to commence.

Silence from the masses. Then the first notes of the piece emanate from behind the conductor. Sound flows down from the rafters of the hall and envelopes the increasingly mesmerized crowd. The director has chosen a familiar tune to all. Fingers snap rhythmically, feet tap energetically, and heads bob along in a trance-like manner to the orchestra’s beat.

Soon the conductor, now acting as lead singer as well, kicks into high gear and belts out the words, “Little ditty about Jack and Diane,” in full throated glory. The leader of the band now turned vocal performer, smiles at the spectacle he’s created.

“A child prodigy!” breathlessly whispers a well-dressed woman in the front row. “Just look at the way he keeps perfect time, even with the difficult syncopated beats of the drums attempting to upend the entire orchestral composition.”

The emboldened performer, in addition to his singing with the voice of an angel, begins to thump along rhythmically with the tympanis. His directing baton magically has now transformed into a drum stick. A half-filled coffee cup, cracked saucer, and daisy-adorned glass vase become his drums. Mom’s change purse and Dad’s custodian-sized keys serve beautifully as cymbals. And the splendid cornucopia of sound reverberates.

The audience, now enthralled with the melodic spectacle of the performance, follows along intently. The artiste seems fully aware of the eyes staring at him from the expensive orchestra seats near the front to the nose bleeds in back. He smiles mischievously as he sings and plays. A song sung initially to bring joy only to him, has now captured the spirit of others as well.

As the last few measures wind down, the patrons in the coffee shop, with scrambled eggs and slices of pancakes on their breakfast plates growing cold, stare transfixed, open mouthed, with food covered forks hovering just out of reach. The final notes drift off and become history, and the audience erupts in approving laughter, wide smiles, and deafening applause.

A standing ovation is given by the woman and her husband in the front row. The woman lunges for the stage, and boldly wraps the conductor up in her arms and covers him with proud kisses. No call to security is needed. It’s just another typical day in the lives of a Mommy and Daddy, proud parents of an amazing 4 year old.

Thankful

It's been a couple of weeks sent I last added to my blog. So, I feel like today is the time to give a short update about my writing aspirations and progress to my readers.

First off, do not be alarmed ... I am still working on my quest to become a published author. However, the time that I have to write creatively has been dramatically curtailed lately due to an unforeseen situation that has arisen in my life. I anticipate that all items will be resolved shortly, and I can return to a more regular writing schedule.

So, what was it that had me preoccupied? My wife and youngest child were involved in a car accident. Thankfully, both of them were not seriously injured. But, dealing with the insurance company (who has been wonderful so far), the car rental agency, an accident appraiser, the police department, and the body shop has taken my focus and energy away from my craft. Lately, I find myself spending more time worrying instead of writing. Yuck!

When all is said and done though, I believe that going through this rough patch will help me become a more disciplined writer. I understand that there will be things that come up in life that interfere with the creativity that flows from my gray matter and onto the written page. But, I also know that I can overcome these obstacles on my way towards my ultimate goal if I am persistent. I just need to take a deep breath, resolve whatever ails me, then write. Easy as pie, huh?

As I sit here today, the one word that keeps bubbling to the surface from my subconscious is: "Thankful." I am thankful that I am surrounded by my loving family. I am thankful that I have a teaching job that I love. I am thankful that I get to write stories for children. I am thankful that I have a warm house and a safe place to sleep in at night. I am also thankful for my 3 barking dogs, 3 singing parakeets, 3 quietly swimming goldfish, and a stack of laundry still left to do that is taller than my youngest child. All in all, I have a lot to be thankful for on this glorious, rainy and overcast day in Washington.

Thank you for stopping by!

Halloween Acrostic

Have a dose of candy
Add a shot of fright or two
Line up scary pumpkins and
Lots of ghosts that BOO!
Owls that hoot from trees
While kids in costumes bound
Each one seeking to find
Every sucker that's left in town.
Night of trick or treating begins...

Many teachers are aware that acrostic poems are a staple of any holiday season. Acrostics are a good assignment to use with elementary students because they teach kids how to write to a specific format, and allow teachers to incorporate the use of dictionaries and thesauruses into a lesson in a meaningful way. Plus, after the written work is completed, children can represent their poems in artistic ways as well. So, if you are looking for a fun and educational writing and art activity for your students, acrostic poems just might be for you.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Question of the Day

How did you eat me into your body?

My wife got asked this question today by my 4 year old. My son really just wanted to know how he was conceived. But, I'm sure happy he asked for Mom to explain it instead of Dad.

When the nosy Daddy (me, of course) overheard the conversation that was building steam, I let out a spastic laugh and snort. Then, while attempting to stifle more giggles, I quickly shielded my face with the newspaper. I didn't want to curb the conversation they were having. And, secretly, I wanted to see how my wife would answer his strangely worded inquisition.

My wife then calmly explained to my son that Mommies and Daddies are like puzzle pieces. When you put them together, a baby is made. My son said, "Oh." Then, he flopped back down on the floor to play with his race cars.

My wife is so smart! Well done, Honey!

Weekend with Daddy

My wife left me for the weekend. Not only did she leave me, she took my daughter with her, too. They are off to spend a rainy Washington weekend of camping with the Girl Scouts. That means that Daddy gets to spend the weekend all by himself with the boys, doing safe and manly activities.

We’ve already enjoyed a dinner of delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, a side order of pears (fresh from the plastic single serving sized cups), small glasses of frothy 2% milk, and cookie dough ice cream with caramel syrup on top for dessert. Then, the boys messed around for awhile by pushing their toy trucks safely around the living room. But, as the thrill of competition between the two kids took over, the trucks became dangerous projectiles that knocked over some chairs and flew pell-mell toward the t.v., Dad quickly put an end to the monster truck rally. After that, we used quiet inside voices and kicked back for a bit, watched the prototypical kids’ cartoons, did some mazes, and played a few games of tick-tack-toe. I got the boys ready for bed at a respectable 10:30 pm (c’mon, it’s the weekend), and tucked them in for the night.

My next task is to figure out what we should do tomorrow. I’ve contemplated the pros and cons of taking the boys to the Serpentarium to hold snakes, hiking to a waterfall through a magical rainforest, finding our way through a corn maze, or visiting the children’s museum. Then again, the allure of going to a local fast food restaurant and letting them run around in the kids play area also sounds appealing due to the added benefit of not having to think about what to fix for lunch. And, there’s always football and car racing events to think about as well. Decisions, decisions …

I’m sure that whatever I decide to have the kids do for the rest of this weekend will be fun. It’s not often that the males in the Moen household get to bond like this. Besides, I know that my wife will consider the weekend to be a success as long as she finds the males of this household in the same condition as she left them.

Picture Book Art

If you are interested in seeing some of the creative artwork produced by artists and illustrators throughout the U.S., this site is a good one to visit. There is also a section for teachers, librarians, and others to learn more about the artists behind the work. Here is the link:

http://picturebookartists.org/


(Original Posting Date - October 21, 2009)

Too Ill to Tango

Sick today
Yuck!
Having a difficult time letting the body and neurons play
Just my luck.

(Original Posting Date - October 20, 2009)

Quote for the Day

“If you think of home as a place where you feel comfortable, where you can kick off your shoes and be yourself, then writing is my home. No matter where I am, if I have my laptop or my journal, I’m home. When I pick up the pen, I experience the most profound feeling of intimacy and acceptance and familiarity I know.”

–Sheryl St. Germain, poet and creative writing professor, 2009

(Original Posting Date - October 16, 2009)

Play Date for the Neurons

I, like most people, do not like being sick! I don’t enjoy the aches, pains, headaches, and other malaise that come with it. In addition, it seems that now that I’ve gotten a little older, my body usually waits until the weekend to shut itself down. So, as it is, I spend my work week in a generally productive and vertical position. But, once the weekend comes around, the bug hits me, and I’m on my back in bed. There goes the weekend!

Being sick does have a unique purpose, though. I fathom that it’s life’s way of saying to each one of us, “Slow down there, partner. You’ve been burning the candle at both ends for too long. It’s time to take it easy and relax for a bit.” So, instead of mowing the lawn, cleaning out the gutters, and doing the multitude of other projects I had planned for today, I put on my jammies instead. Then, I just snuggled up under my fluffy, down-filled covers, surfed on the internet, read, and chugged clear sports-type drinks to my heart’s content.

Still, there is another big upside to my life when I’m sick that I haven’t mentioned. (And, no … I’m not talking about having my wife wait on me on hand and foot, and feel sorry for me.) The benefit of being ill is that since my body needs rest, my mind gets its own time to wander. Think of it as a “play date for the neurons.” The creative part of my ‘being’ gets a chance to be set free on the world and wreak havoc. In other words, I get time to write!

Thus far today, I’ve had the opportunity to put pen to paper a lot. I got the chance to go over my current easy reader book manuscript to complete an additional round of editing and revisions. This endeavor was sorely needed. As I wrote about previously in this blog, I have a critique group meeting coming up later this month. Today’s review of my creation was important to accomplish before then. On top of that, I was able to clarify and add ideas to my outline for a new picture book project, brainstorm some key thoughts for an article that I’m entering in a writing contest, and update my website. Plus, I got the chance to get caught up with some friends via email and through a certain social-networking sight.

So you see, even when a person is ‘under the weather’ for a bit, much can be accomplished.

 (Original Posting Date - October 10, 2009)

Realistic Dialogue

During class today, one of my students read the following line aloud while sharing a story that he’d written in his journal:

“My Dad has a lot of hair … but none of it is on his head.”

This line cracked my students up! I knew right away that I had to share this with my readers.

I felt it was important to pass this quote along because it provided a terrific example of the type of humor that kids in the upper elementary and middle grades find amusing. By listening to and learning how kids talk in “real life,” you are more able to capture the feelings of your characters and write realistic dialogue for your stories. The genuine word choices you make will help you connect with your potential audiences better, and bring increased depth to your stories.

Plus,the fact is, now that I am in my mid forties, my back is beginning to resemble my student’s comment.

(Original Posting Date - October 6, 2009)

It’s Logic, Mom?

Dinner last night was a struggle. My 4 year old didn’t want to eat his hot dog. He spent much of the mealtime watching others, making faces at his siblings, and talking to himself while the rest of us ate.

After being told by my wife over and over again to stop messing around and to start eating, my son suddenly paused and looked up at her. With a serious expression plastered across his face, he dryly said, “I can’t eat right now, Mom. I’m too busy playing around.”

Who can argue with the logic of a 4 year old?

(Original Posting Date - October 4, 2009)

A Critique Group Invitation – The Journey Continues

I am thrilled to announce that the next chapter of my journey to becoming a published writer continues!

I was recently contacted to join a Critique Group in my local area. Needless to say, I jumped out of my socks at this wonderful offer, and can’t wait for our group’s meetings to start later this month!

For those of you that are unaware of what a Critique Group is, I will attempt to give you a brief explanation: In a nutshell, a Critique Group is composed of a small group of both published (ideally) and aspiring writers and/or illustrators. Regular gatherings are held, generally about one time per month, to share projects, get advice on how to make positive changes to our work, and to help each other navigate the mazes and roadblocks on the way to publication. Some groups also use the internet to send manuscripts back and forth so members can get help with editing and revisions between (or in lieu of) face to face meeting times.

The members of our newly formed group are both published (yey!) and unpublished authors like me, as well as a couple of illustrators of children’s books. I am practically salivating at the chance to get my first story ripped apart (nicely please!!!) by my writing peers.

I will keep everyone apprised of how things go after my first meeting in a few weeks. Until then, be safe and keep reading!

(Original Posting Date - October 1, 2009)

Singing Pants

What would you do if someone smiled at you and said, “You are so talented, even your pants sing?” Would you be thrilled at such a compliment? Would you be embarrassed and confused? Or, would you just think that the saying sounds like a great title for a book? If you’re like me, you chose the last option – great book title!

Every day, things said all around you could and should be woven into magical and original stories. All you have to do is look, listen, and be aware that your next great book idea could be just hanging there in the air, waiting to be snatched out of the ethereal plane, and plopped down on a page for all to see. Don’t miss the chance to find inspiration that comes from out of nowhere and sets your creative juices flowing!

p.s. Yes. The comment made at the beginning of this short entry about my “pants singing” truly did happen to me today. But, it’s not as irreverent as it sounds. The remark was simply made by a co-worker of mine to me when she heard my cell phone, which I carry in my front pocket, ring. My ring tone … “Always look on the bright side of life!”

Computer Woes

I have been having a lot of “issues” with my computer lately. Therefore, my blog has suffered this week. Well, I guess to be perfectly honest, my problems first began when my oldest son knocked my laptop off of my chair and onto the floor. I attempted to start it up several times after the inadvertent high-dive, but no dice.

The next day came and went without so much of a hint of life from my computer. I hemmed and hawed for awhile, and fretted over how I was going to afford a new piece of equipment. When suddenly, like words sent from an angel, my wife yells to me from the kitchen, “I got your computer working again!”

Thanks, Honey!

(Original Posting Date - September 24, 2009)

Mr. Independent

Help! My 7 year old is exhibiting an independent streak that must be stopped!

Okay, so maybe I’m being a little melodramatic. But I ask you: What exactly is the proper attire for a kid to wear to bed anyway?

I don’t believe that this should be a difficult question for most parents to answer. But, based on the difficulties I’ve been having this past week, it seems to be a battle of epic proportion in my house.

I’m just curious about this question because my oldest son seems to be having trouble conforming to the standard night-time attire for most children: a pajama top, underwear, and pajama bottoms. You see, when he gets ready for bed lately, instead of putting on the prescribed kids’ uniform that has worked perfectly for generations, he wants to deviate and choose something on his own. Now, you may be asking yourself at this point, “What’s the big deal, Brian?”

The big deal is that instead of wearing his pj’s to sleep in, he wants to wear his new tennis shoes to bed. That’s it – just his tennis shoes. No amount of logic and begging has been able to dislodge this curious idea from his head. At bedtime, he insists on dancing around the living room, shouting out that his tennis shoes make him feel “Good.”

In time, I’m sure that I’ll be able to get him to see that there’s a perfectly logical reason that he can’t sleep with just his tennis shoes on. Your sheets will get filthy, you’ll get cold without pajamas on, etc. Until that time though, it’s a problem that I’m just going to blame on his Mother. After all, she’s the one who bought him the new school shoes, so it must be her fault. Right?

(Original Posting Date - September 14, 2009)

Middle School Memories

Based on my middle school teaching experience last year, I guess it’s a good thing I moved back to the elementary level. I’d now equate my year working with middle school students to the sport of skydiving.

You start by going through ground school in an attempt to get ready for your first jump. Only, once you get in the plane and up in the air, you start to get a little nervous. Eventually, you overcome your fears, and jump out of the plane anyway. You figure that you’ve got to be safe ’cause you have a parachute on. Right?

Unfortunately, once you start falling, you reach for the rip cord, only to discover that your main chute has malfunctioned and won’t open. You panic for a moment. But then, you thankfully realize that you have a back-up chute. Whew! So, you quickly grab for the 2nd rip cord and yank. RIP!!! Uh, oh. The 2nd cord, now detached from the parachute bag, dangles from your sweaty palm, and your back-up chute is nowhere to be found. All at once you find yourself free-falling rapidly. Now is the time to panic!

I jumped out of that metaphysical plane last year, and found the free-fall incredibly different than I’d first imagined. The wind did whip through my hair on the way down, and it was thrilling for a time! But, hitting the ground (and my head against the wall over and over again) really hurt. I can honestly say though that it was … interesting.

(Original Posting Date - September 11, 2009)

The Dark Side of RVing

I’m sure that most of you have seen the GO RVing commercials on t.v. that show a happy family exploring a myriad of wilderness opportunities across our country. The too enthusiastic campers are always smiling, laughing, and appear carefree while traveling to their destination. And, I have to admit, as an owner of a compact travel trailer, my family and I have a wonderful time camping throughout the Western United States. It’s nice for us to escape from the “rat race’ occasionally to commune with nature, swim, hike, bike, trike, and sit around the campfire eating s’mores.

What they don’t show you is the “dark side” of RVing – cleaning out the waste holding tanks. The trailer owner’s manual makes it seem like it’s not a big deal to empty this reservoir. In fact, I’m sure that some smart cookie within the RV industry created the mundane sounding terms like “Black water” and “Gray water” so as not to turn off potential customers. What they don’t tell you is that the black water tank is a euphemism for a large, sealed container that holds your family’s excrement. Plus, another downside that they don’t mention on the sales floor when purchasing your RV is that you, as a proud new owner, get to empty these aforementioned tanks by yourself. Whoo hoo!

Today was the day that I got the pleasure of emptying the vat of waste from the trailer. A little gauge inside the trailer was glowing “full,” so I figured I couldn’t put off the task any longer. Luckily for me, we have a public RV dumping facility located conveniently just down the road from our house. “Easy as pie,” I thought. So, I hitched up the trailer and set off to clean out the holding tanks.

I arrived at the dumping facility and started pulling out the various hoses, tubing, connectors, disposable gloves, etc. that I would need to do the job. Then, I connected a handy, see-through sewer-dumping device to the trailer. I pulled the handle on the black water tank and voila! I won’t go into the graphic details, but to my amazement, the smelly contents of the trailer tank reservoir flushed out. After a brief time, the draining stopped. Now it was time for the next step in the process: Rinse.

But, before I could proceed, I needed to connect a special valve to my tank rinsing hose. I located my brand new, fancy $7.00 hose valve. I had to use this special valve because many public dump sites cut off the threaded ends of their hoses (for some reason that I just can’t fathom), and you cannot rinse your RV tanks out easily without it. Anyway, I screwed my hose onto my holding tank cleaning device and onto the valve. Then, I squished the shiny, made-just-for-this-situation (according to the salesperson) valve on to the cut-off public hose. I pushed the button to start the water pumping and … KABOOM!

The fancy valve that I bought exploded into two pieces, and broke apart from the public hose. Water sprayed out in all directions, soaking my face, hair and glasses. Startled, I attempted to squeeze the hose and valve back together, but only succeeded in creating an even bigger mess. Water spurted from the hose again like when the stem breaks off a bulging water balloon. I got another burst of wetness in my face, and the remaining dry portions of my body received an inadvertent shower. I was now soaked, and the water continued to flow. I dropped the hose, and ran to seek shelter behind my trailer until the water stopped.

Thankfully, the water eventually ceased flowing. I decided that, after the pandemonium I had just experienced, I would just pack up my toys and go home. I would contact my local RV dealer, and have them complete the tank cleaning and winterizing of my trailer instead. Ah, the joys of RVing!

(Original Posting Date - September 6, 2009)