Sunday, February 8, 2015

Smack Dab in the Middle

Today I joined a great group of other middle grade authors who blog on this site.

If you click on the link below, you'll find my post THE FORBIDDEN PROJECT

Each month we blog about a new topic. 

For February, it's about our paths to publication. 

I hope you check out the site.

You can find lots of great writers sharing their thoughts. 

I'll always be there on the 8th!

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Step Away From That Computer!

I thought my new year's resolution was very manageable. Each month I would go to a place in New York City that I had never been. (I can't believe I almost broke my vow--it was already the last day of January!) 

After a week of polishing a manuscript, I was ready to get outside of my head and my apartment.

The weather was crisp and cold. The wind was so fierce, I almost changed my mind about going to Owl's Head park on the eastern edge of Brooklyn. But I'm glad I didn't.

At the top of the hill, I could see white caps
 on the water of New York harbor. 

Without their leaves, the trees are so exposed. 
As if they aren't trees at all, but some other kind of life form.

How long has this fellow being been standing on this spot? 
And how did he get to be so twisted?

Of course whenever I go anywhere, 
I'm always looking for a way into a new world.

Or into a new story.

I think I might have found one.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Blackberry has a few questions for Jane Kelley


JK:  Yes! It's the advanced review copy. The real book will be available on July 14, 2015. Six months from today!


JK:  Her name is Mau.


JK:  Val and Lanore have been friends forever. Val expects thir relationship to stay the same. But after they start middle school, Lanora decides to reinvent herself. Her parents have split up, and she wants to rise above that. Unfortunately Lanora's choices lead her into trouble. Val hates watching her friend lose her way. She wants to rescue Lanora, but how? Val doesn't know what to do until a stray cat . . .


JK:  I beg your pardon. A SELF-RELIANT cat leads Lanora to a strange boy who lives in an even stranger bookshop. Together they embark on a quest. Will they be able to save a lost friend? Will they get lost themselves? Or will they find a way to help each other become who they want to be?


JK:  I guess you'll have to keep reading the book to find out.


Tuesday, November 25, 2014

When bad things happen to good characters

Last week I got to visit a school in my neighborhood to talk about my book, The Desperate Adventures of Zeno and Alya. The kids had excellent questions about parrots and muffins and writing. One boy wisely chose to email me. He knew that his question would spoil part of the story for others. And so, if you haven't read the book ...... please be advised.

SPOILER ALERT!    (I've always wanted to say that.)

With his permission, I'm going to share his emails to me and my answer.


My name is Johnny and I'm nine years old. 

I loved your book! I really loved the adventure Zeno was on and how he had to fly over the Atlantic Ocean. I also liked when Alya climbed the six steps. There was so much tension and excitement.

I was hoping Zeno and Bunny would stay friends. I know sometimes characters die in books, so I was just wondering why you chose him to die?

Thank you, 
Johnny C.
Hi Johnny,

I'm glad that you loved my book. But I'm really grateful that you asked me such an important question. I had to think a lot about why I chose to let Bunny die.

First, I wondered did any of the characters really have to die? I think the answer to that is yes. If a book is realistic, then the events that the author describes should have real consequences. I think that Zeno's dangerous journey over the ocean is more exciting because you knew that bad things really might happen. Without real risks and real dangers,  his accomplishment wouldn't mean as much.

Hawks do kill pigeons. They don't do it to be cruel. They do it because they need food. I think you can accept that the hawk would attack a bird. But you want to know why did that bird have to be Bunny?

I could have let the hawk attack a different pigeon. But Zeno is so selfish, he wouldn't have helped anyone except Bunny. All of Zeno's adventures teach him important lessons. First he learns that a friend needs to fight for a friend. But he won't really learn how important that friendship is until he loses Bunny. Zeno has to learn the hard way.

If Zeno hadn't learn those lessons, he wouldn't have been there to help Alya when she needed it. That would have been sad too.

Like you, I hoped that Zeno and Bunny would stay friends. I do know that Zeno remembers everything that Bunny taught him. And, in that way, Bunny lives on.

Thank you again for asking me such a great question.

Jane Kelley


Thank you for writing back to me. What you said made a lot of sense because Bunny was such a good friend and Zeno cared for Bunny and when Bunny died, it changed Zeno and made the story better. It was sad, but I realize why it had to happen.

I can't wait to read your other books.

Johnny C.

I am grateful to Johnny for letting me share his thoughts on my blog. I'm lucky to have a reader who is willing to journey with my characters, over the Atlantic Ocean or up the six steps to a Brooklyn brownstone. And willing to think about why those journeys are important.

I'm humbled to be reminded that my characters matter to my readers. Writing novels for kids is a privilege––and a responsibility. Sometimes bad things have to happen to good characters––but there better be a very, very, very good reason.

(Thank you, Eliza Wheeler, for your amazing drawing of Zeno and Alya.) 

Friday, November 7, 2014

Everyone is an artist!

RUM JUNGLE by Julia Coash
Last month I went to Open Studio exhibit in New Haven, Connecticut. My friend Julia Coash was showing her paintings. I knew Julie's work would be hauntingly beautiful. I didn't expect to be so inspired by  the entire event. 

Julie Coash talking to other artists.
In an open studio,  artists allow people into their workplaces. This was open in another way. Anyone could participate. In other words, anyone can be an artist. Without a judge or gatekeeper, anything can be art.

I saw:  traditional painting, photography, sculpture, graphic design, colorful circles on small paper flags, giant boulders made from paper mache, food, recorded voices, a woman with her leg in a box. Some of the work moved me more than others, but I admired everyone for participating––including the people like me who wandered from room to room looking at the art.

"Everyone is an artist," said Joseph Beuys, an artist and art theorist. He believed in art education for all. He wanted to encourage people to find ways to be creative in everyday life.

As a writer, I know that I only do part of the job. Nothing I create exists until someone reads my words and uses his or her own imagination to fill in the gaps. (And believe me, I know I leave a lot of gaps!)

Last month I also got to attend Ghouls and Gourds festival at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. Many people come in costume, so you can see the creativity that might otherwise be hidden. 

Look! This picture proves it! Everyone is an artist!

Sunday, October 5, 2014

"When we asked the students what they most wanted for the school, the answer was books."

Last year my good friends Tom and Julie Coash traveled in Laos. They found incredible scenery, amazing archeological sites, beautiful art––and the Lone Buffalo School. The school was founded in Phonsavan by Manophet, an inspirational man whose nickname was Lone Buffalo. He dedicated his life to helping others.

At the Lone Buffalo School, boys and girls study in English, play sports, and, sadly, take classes in Unexploded Ordnance (UXO) awareness. This is necessary because the United States dropped more ordnance on Laos during the Vietnam War than it dropped during World War II. Eighty thousand unexploded bombs are still a threat to the population.*

Students at the Lone Buffalo School in Phonsavan, Laos
Tom and Julie taught classes to the students while they were there. But they wanted to continue to help the students.

"When we asked them what they most wanted for their school, the answer was books. There are no English language library of any kind. No way to take books home to practice reading and learn more about the world."

Julie and Tom wondered how to get books to these eager students? They decided to start the non-profit organization CARRY A BOOK TO LAOS to encourage anyone traveling to that wonderful country to do just that. They arranged for drop-off locations in Vientiane and Luang Prabang. They started a Facebook page:  CARRY A BOOK TO LAOS If you visit that page, you will find out more about the organization.

We all know the power of social media. These links have connected us in new ways and made the world smaller. Please like the page! Help pass along the word! It's an easy way to do a lot of good.

And if you are lucky enough to be traveling to Laos, take a book for the school.

Julie and Tom recently mailed boxes of donated books to the school. I was very pleased and proud to send along a few copies of my own.

* For source of these facts and more information, click this link:  UXO bombs in Laos

Monday, September 22, 2014


The question is pretty simple. Does it matter what we do?

Some say no. The climate isn't changing. (Hey-–it wasn't that hot today.) Or they say, the climate is always changing. (Remember the ice age?) Or they say, other countries pollute more than we do. Why should our country be the only ones to take action? 

Some people say no, even though they believe that climate change is happening. They say, it's too late to stop the inevitable. They say, corporations are inherently evil. They say, I'm just one person out of seven billion. What can I do? I tried already. It didn't help.

The ice caps are melting. The sea level is rising. The change in the climate has already displaced species and destroyed the habitats of butterflies, bees, birds, bears––and yes, humans.

But luckily there are lots of people who don't say NO.

Who ride a bike to work. Who recycle. Who plant trees. Who live with a little less. Who turn off a light. Who conserve water. Who bring a canvas bag to the grocery store.

Who marched in New York City on September 21, 2014.

I'm proud to have marched with them.

It's always better to take a positive step. To do whatever you can. To believe that you can make a difference. To keep trying.

Because YES, it does matter what we do.