Archive for May 7, 2010

When That First Copy Arrives in the Mail: Shiver Me Timbers!

I don’t do happy dances. I’m not a fist-pumper, chest-thumper, or rump-bumper. It’s just an inward satisfaction, and pure pleasure; the culmination of something that’s been brewing for years. In the case of this book, A Pirate’s Guide to First Grade, illustrated by Greg Ruth, my pleasure is tripled by the gratefulness I feel to be so well published.

What does that mean, exactly? Well, for the most part, after you sell a manuscript your editor and publisher will make a hundred small decisions about the book. And each decision boils down to one thing: How much care are they going to put into it? Sometimes it’s money; mostly it’s attention to detail. For example, almost all picture books are 32 pages. But for this book, Feiwel & Friends gave illustrator Greg Ruth the freedom to stretch out the artwork across 48 pages. In doing so, they showed a commitment to story.

As an author, you can see it in the book, in the conversations you have about it, in all the myriad details of how it and you are treated. At times in my twisting, inglorious career I’ve been disappointed and disheartened. So clearly a B-lister.

That’s the most important thing, I think, with my editor Liz Szabla at Feiwel & Friends, the art director Rich Deas, publisher Jean Feiwel, and many others who work so hard there: Dave Barrett, Nicole “May I Buy a Vowel” Moulaison, and the entire “Fifth Ave” sales force (for talking like a pirate on all sales calls). What’s more, they all now bring parrots on all bookstore visits. That’s commitment, folks.

Collectively, they seem to care deeply about every book they publish. And for that I am enormously grateful and, yes, indebted.

The book hits the market for real on July 20, 2010 — just in time for the coming school year.


Ernie Harwell Remembered

“I have a problem and I hope you’ll understand and bear with me. One of the finest men we have ever met, and a great broadcaster — he’s in the Hall of Fame — Ernie Harwell, the voice of the Tigers for so many years, who started with the Dodgers broadcasting in 1948, passed away today. The strike two pitch is outside, ball one. But there’s a great story about Ernie . . .” — Vin Scully.

In a recent series of interview questions with various children’s book authors who had written baseball-themed books, Doret Canton (The Happy Nappy Bookseller) asked about our favorite baseball announcers. It was an impossible question, really, because we couldn’t possibly make a fair and informed judgment. Most guys we never hear, or only rarely. The voices we love tend to talk about the team we love; we grow attached to those voices.

In this clip below, the great Vin Scully tells a terrific story about another legendary announcer, Ernie Harwell, who recently passed away at the age of 92. It’s worth a listen. And worth noting, too, how effortlessly Scully tells his story without missing a beat on the play-by-play. A true master.

These days, for my money the most consistently excellent, insightful, and entertaining baseball writer is Joe Posnanski. He wrote one of my favorite baseball books, The Soul of Baseball, about Buck O’Neil, which I discussed here in a list of “My Ten All-Time Favorite Baseball Books.” If you’ve got a minute, check out Joe’s lovely tribute to Ernie Harwell. Here’s one little sliver from that wonderful essay:

Of course, everyone who ever listened to Ernie Harwell called him a friend. “It isn’t me that people love,” he said to me once, “It’s baseball.” But, of course, it wasn’t true. People loved him.

NOTE: MLB took down the video link of Scully on Harwell, so here’s a nice tribute to Harwell instead.

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Fan Mail Wednesday #87

Crazy busy time of year. Spring hits, the family calendar fills up, and we can barely keep up with our day jobs. Quick: Let’s answer a letter.

This one came the old-fashioned way . . . by Pony Express!

I replied:

Dear Madison from Canyon Lake:

Best letter ever. I mean it.

Okay, maybe you share first place with a bunch of other folks, but nobody beats Madison from Canyon Lake. As a children’s book author, there’s nothing better than hearing that maybe you helped someone become enthusiastic about reading.

I love books and I am amazed at the life that has come to me through that love of books. As a kid, I never planned on being a writer. I planned on being an All-Star southpaw pitcher for the New York Mets. (As John Lennon once said, “Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”) These days, I am always reading something, with a long list of books that I’m eager to tackle next. So many books, so little time. It makes me happy to think that you are on the same journey: reading, thinking, learning. Keep up the great work.

The Case of the Buried Treasure is one of my all-time favorite books in the series. There’s a lot of little things that I snuck in there, such as a sly tribute to former NY Mets manager Gil Hodges, and another to Alfred Hitchcock. I also paid tribute to a 1963 movie that was a favorite from back when I was a boy, “It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World.” You can find that in the chapter titled, “The Big Y.” I tend to think young readers don’t notice these things, like small treasures I bury in the story, but it pleases me to include them just the same. I guess I put them in there for the parents who might be reading along — and for myself.

For readers who don’t know the book, here’s the first in a series of riddles that Jigsaw must solve in order to locate the treasure: A man left home. He ran as fast as he could. Then he turned to the left. He ran and turned left again. He ran and turned left again. He headed back for home. He saw two masked men waiting for him. Yet he was not afraid.

Jigsaw’s grandmother, a baseball lover, helps him figure it out.

Thanks for writing. Your friend,

James Preller

Some Recent Snaps

For no rhyme or reason, here’s some recent (and a couple not so recent — though recently downloaded!) photographs. There’s Lisa, Gavin, Maggie, Nick, and yours truly.

I included that shot of the back of my house, just so you know when I talk about raking leaves, it’s the real deal. There’s another shot of me doing a jigsaw puzzle. And it’s true: I’ve always loved jigsaw puzzles. Go figure.

What’s Wrong with Teachers These Days

Cartoonist Daryl Cagle explains it all.

At the SLMS Conference in Albany, I heard a woman refer to a different type of parenting style, evidently gaining in popularity these days. I was familiar, of course, with the phenomenon of “helicopter” parents. But I hadn’t before heard of “snowplow” parents.

Clearing a path for their kids. Pushing obstacles out of their way.

Taken to the extreme, these parents are sometimes called “bulldozer” parents. And I’m sure every teacher (or coach, believe me) has met them.