Daylight Savings today, and it should be a preview of spring, right? Wrong! Today's the temperature hovered in the 30s and it even snowed a few times. Fortunately, I had already returned home from my bike ride when the white stuff fell. Let me add: COLD bike ride.
And the book? Yes, it proceeds on, bit by bit. I'm closing out the primary section: now I have to work on examples for the tools and refine the words. Barry is working on the grades 3-5 section, which he will be done with in a few weeks. It's been helpful to focus attention on this project. Well, there's other things I've been workng on too: designing an online class, preparing for an upcoming author visit, and working on the two classes I'll be doing in June, one in Portland and one in Eugene.
I think I'm ready for a break, and next week I'll be taking one: a trip south to visit my son in San Diego (hopefully, sunny San Diego). There will be a visit to the Wild Animal Park and to Petco Park to see a World Baseball Classic game. I'm hoping for Japan against Cuba.
We shall see...
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The work continues on the nonfiction book. I am currently focused on writing activities and strategies - we call them tools - for teaching nonfiction to kids in the early grades (K-2). This is a challenge for me because it's been a while since I've taught at that level. Fortunately, I have been able to work in a variety of primary classrooms to try out the tools.
It's so important to introduce nonfiction early to address the curiosity kids have about the world. Too often, nonfiction reading and writing takes a backseat to fiction. This book will encourage teachers to utilize "real" books and "real" writing, and it will provide them with tools to do it.
Co-authoring a book has its challenges. Barry Lane, with whom I am creating this book, lives in Vermont; I live in Oregon. So, obviously we don't get together much. Fortunately, technology helps us communicate. Each week we have a Skype meeting, which is a way to make phone calls from computer to computer. It's easy and free and allows us to keep our hands free to find papers, take notes, or drink tea. Pretty slick.
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I was headed off, downwind, testing the sails on the screenwriting direction. Then I get an e-mail from a friend with whom I have been writing a book about teaching nonfiction reading and writing. The work has been going on a few years now, and the project has been put on hold various times for various reasons. But now it looks like the time is ripe to complete the book and launch it into the world. So now it's time to focus my attention on that project for a few months so that it can get finished. Changing directions, especially when you are sailing downwind, is not always easy, but in this case I think it's the best course of action.
Will I return to explore the craft of screenplay? There are no certainties when it comes to writing, but I like to think I will. I have written down my premise and tucked it neatly away in my screenwriting workbook for another day. In the meantime, every movie I watch I will be preparing for that day.
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Couldn't resist a comment on this day. It is an historic day, not only because we have inaugurated our first president of color but because of the hope he represents in the face of all our nation's crises. Obama's election buoyed my faith in fellow citizens who have looked beyond the color of a person's skin to the content of his or her character, spirit, and wisdom. With this new leadership, and with the help of all Americans, young and old, I am certain we can meet the challenges that face us.
My faith renewed in our politcal system, I may even do some writing about it. I have a couple book ideas, one about presidents and the other about the White House, that have been hiding in my files for awhile. Maybe it's time to do something about that.
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Just returned from a memorable journey to the east coast. It was a work-related conference that drew me, but there was more. Much more. The conference was in New York City, which is a place unto itself. There's nothing like it: its sights, sounds, smells, people. "Skyscraper National Park," as Kurt Vonnegut put it. Forget about the horizon; you won't find it. I didn't see a blade of grass either in the four days I spent there. But the city has a richness, a texture that is so unique that it is a writer's dream. It's all about details, which is what we love to observe: the piles of garbage bags that line the streets, the competing car horns, the streams of people, the music of many languages, the hum that goes on all night, the sidewalks, the asphalt.
Inspiration abounds in that place, and I gratefully received all I could get. Of particular interest was the Museum of Modern Art, where I got to experience works of some of my favorite artists - Picasso, Van Gogh, Monet - and a Broadway play - Wicked - that was entertaining and creative.
How will these experiences translate into my writing? Who knows? What I do know is that they have reinforced my interest in creating, and they have enhanced my life. That's plenty.
On my trip east I was also able to visit the area in New Jersey - Hunterdon County - where I did my early growing up: years 1 to 18. I am fortunate to have some longtime friends from high school, with whom I visited. We had a great time sharing stories, both true and exaggerated, from our past.
Another highlight was visting the house I consider my home as a kid. Thanks to the generous family living there, I was able to walk around inside the house, traveling back in time fifty years to when I lived there. Sure it looks different now, but I was able to find parts of the house - the front door, stairway, trimwork, door hardware - that I remember when I lived there. Family stories bubbled up like a spring and I was floating in memories. I still am...
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Another year is almost in the bag, and it's time to look ahead. It's also time to take a stretch.
My stretch during this holiday break is to work on a screenplay. Yep, you heard right. A story for the screen. What's this, you may ask, have to do with real things, nonfiction, REAL WRITING?
Absolutely nothing!
Call it a break, a hobby, a crazy whim. Whatever. It's a way to switch gears, a way to expand my mind. Think of writing like exercise; if all you do is run, riding a bike or swimming can be a fun alternative for a bit. The challenge is you use different muscles, so you can easily get fatigued.
Same with writing. Writing fiction is a different exercise than nonfiction, my usual pursuit. What's so fun about fiction is that you can make things up as you go. Facts take a backseat. Imagination takes the wheel. But driving for very long is very exhausting (I have to stop by the side of the road often).
I have no expectations about this project, and don't even know if I'll complete it. We'll just have to see. In the meantime, I'm continuing to market my finished works, trying to find them good homes.
Have a happy, healthy New Year! Try stretching yourself; who knows what might result.
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Had a great visit with a local class of seventh graders recently: Mrs. Smith's class at Prairie Mountain School in Eugene. They were reading my Personal Tour of Monticello book. I talked with them about writing in general, and why people write ("Because we all have something to SAY!") and then we chatted about the book. I took in some of the resources I used in researching the book.
I had forgotten how research-heavy that series of books was. The purpose of that whole series (How It Was) was to take readers on on "tour" through the eyes of the people who lived, worked, and visited the places. To do that well, I wanted to include lots of details (e.g. what was Jefferson's routine during the day, how nails were made step-by-step, what kinds of games TJ's grandchildren played, what they ate for dinner, and on and on). Fortunately, I was able to get lots of research assistance. The staff at Monticello was VERY helpful, and they sent me piles of articles and papers. Colonial Williamsburg sent me a video of how nails were made, and even samples at stages of creation.
My visit was a reminder of how much I enjoyed working on that book and sharing the wonders of that fabulous place (That's what I wanted to say). I was very pleased with how the book turned out, but I would have preferred the traditional exterior shot of Monticello on the cover rather than a shot of the interior. Too bad I didn't have any voice in that decision. Maybe I will when I'm rich and famous! Don't hold your breath, though...
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Huzzah! The first draft of Short Cut! is complete!! And, I emphasize the word draft. There is much to do, like removing a lot of unnecessary words, adding more details, and working on the rhythm so it sounds good to hear. Let me know by e-mail (realwriting@comcast.net) if you'd like to see the draft and/or share it with your students, and I'll send it along. The final copy will look much different than this, but every book needs a start and this is it.
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So, I'm dressed in the old geezer outfit: a clear, crinkly mask that makes me look like a dried prune, a ratty bathrobe, white socks pulled up high, and white sneakers. My geezer lady, complete with walker and catheter bag (half-filled) and I are attending a bunco party with about 100 other costumed folks. Strangely, none of them are wearing masks. What's up with that? It doesn't take me long to find out - it's HOT under those things! And, it fogs up. And, it's hard to breathe. And, you can't eat or drink anything without taking it off. I'm wearing my glasses on the outside of the mask and I forget to remove them before taking off the mask (which I do quite frequently because I enjoy breathing), so each time I do this the glasses get launched into the air and I have to scramble to find them on the floor before someone steps on them.
After a short break for some fresh air outside, I shuffle back in and remove my mask (of course I forgot the glasses again!), but this time I can't find them. We cordon off the area, an announcement is made over the loudspeaker(making me the center of attention, which totally defeats the purpose of wearing a mask), and everyone looks on the floor, but to no avail. When the game continues I got a flashlight and continue the search, crawling around on the floor, looking under the tables, searching everywhere. Finally,in defeat, I return to playing, albeit with dimished sight.
My search continues at the next break and, having combed over every square inch of the place, decide to check outside where I had been standing. The glasses are right there on the asphalt, unscathed, where they had landed after taking my mask off.
I am estatic and exhausted, feeling very much like the old geezer I had become over the last few hours. I will be very careful about what I dress up as next time. I'm leaning toward Superman...
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The final day of October, a cool and rainy day here in Eugene, a day to become someone (or something) else. I shall be an old geezer, not a huge transformation at this point, but one that will provide me an opportunity to explore what is to come. Maybe I'll add a picture if I figure out how to do it.
While I wait anxiously for the hallowed time, I will get back to my work. It's going well, and I'm planning to have the rough manuscript done by the end of November. Then, time to edit and revise, which will take as long as it takes.
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