Celebrating 40 Years As a Published Author, Pt. 3: Standing on the Shoulders of Giants

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My education in children’s books began, oddly enough, in my adulthood. The youngest of seven children, I have little memory of reading books as a child — some P.D. Eastman, for sure — and no memory of either of my parents reading to me. That’s not a complaint; they had their hands full. In 1985, I was hired as a junior copywriter for Scholastic at a cool $11,500 a year. I was one year out of college, a mere welp. My primary assignment was to write the SeeSaw K-1 Book Club. You remember those, right? The following year, I was asked to help launch Firefly Book Club. And, later, as a freelancer in Albany, NY, I started the Carnival Book Club out of my home at the behest of Barbara Marcus. You could say I got my Master’s Degree in Children’s Literature at 730 Broadway in New York, working for Scholastic.

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That’s when, in other words, my head exploded just a little bit. 

I was given a cubicle, a typewriter, a lifetime’s supply of Wite-Out Correction Sheets, and a bottle of Liquid Paper. Less than a year later, that typewriter was swapped out for a Gateway computer that arrived in a distinctive, black-and-white, cow-patterned box. I dumped my Wite-Out for a lifetime’s supply of floppy disks and added “booting up” to my vocabulary.

My education really stepped up when I was asked to co-author a book with Deborah Kovacs, titled Meet the Authors and Illustrators: 60 Creators of Favorite Children’s Books Talk About Their Work. Deborah and split the assignment: I took the picture book authors and illustrators, she handled the middle-grade writers. We talked and supported each other and mostly stayed in our lanes.

Two years later, we wrote a sequel, Volume Two. And sometime after that, Scholastic collected my sections of the first two books, we added another 15 new profiles, and put out The Big Book of Picture-Book Authors & Illustrators. It contained 75 profiles in all.

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Not only did I research each creator, but I got the opportunity to interview most of them. At one time, I had a shoebox of cassettes containing hour-long conversations with James Marshall, Barbara Park, Faith Ringgold, Mem Fox, Vera B. Williams, Pat Hutchins, Bill Martin Jr., Barbara Cooney, Peter Spier, Bernard Waber, Jack Prelutsky, Tomie dePaola, Kevin Henkes, Karla Kuskin, Joanna Cole, Donald Crews, Tedd Arnold, Patricia Polacco, Charlotte Zolotow, Shonto Begay, Bruce Degen, Gail Gibbons, and more — real treasures — which I ended up throwing away. Because sometimes I’m just a big dope.

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But what an education! Not only the wisdom they imparted about their artistic process, but their demeanor and professionalism, the kindness they showed me. The goodness of their intentions. The quality of their work. It’s a little sad to realize how many of those folks we’ve lost over the years, gone but not forgotten.

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“You want to write from the heart, that’s the important thing.” — Bernard Waber.

“The most enjoyable part of creating a book is doing the initial sketches, putting the book together, the thinking part.” — Peter Sis.

“My work has allowed me to dream.” — Jerry Pinkney.

“Don’t worry about what other people are doing. Don’t try to emulate. Work from what is inside you, crying out — however softly, however timidly — for expression.” — Emily Arnold McCully.

“If I don’t have a good character, then I don’t have a book.” — James Marshall.

“Writing is very difficult and gives me a great deal of pleasure, partly because it is so difficult.” — Maurice Sendak.

“I get a lot of personal gratification thinking of those people who don’t get any attention in the world and making them really valuable in my fiction — making them absolutely shine with their beauty.” — Cynthia Rylant.

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These books came out at a time when Whole Language instruction was on the rise, when many teachers employed “real books” as a crucial part of the daily curriculum. They hungered for books and eagerly scooped up information about their favorite artists. At that time, many teachers considered it part of their job to be well-versed in children’s literature. These days, for a variety of reasons, I feel that’s no longer the case. Or certainly much less so. Now we have the demands of standardized testing, drastic cuts to librarian positions, and teachers who feel aggrieved, abused, overworked and under-appreciated. They just don’t have the time or the incentive to keep up with the tsunami of books published these days. 

When I started this blog in 2008, I continued to put a spotlight on creators I admired. I still try to do that today, though I don’t think many people read my blog here in the year of two thousand and twenty-six. Whatever. It’s not much different than writing a book. You make the thing and hope folks find it, or not. 

By using the search bar here, you should be able to locate long interviews with the following:

Aaron Becker * James Bird * Elizabeth Bird * Judy Bradbury * Lewis Buzbee * Nancy Castaldo * Carmen Deedy * Lesa Cline-Ransome * Matthew Cordell * Bruce Coville * Cynthia DeFelice * Liza Donnelly * Matt Faulkner * Ralph Fletcher * Alex Giardino * Mary GrandPre * Charise Harper * Susan Hood * Travis Jonker * Alan Katz * Deborah Kovacs * London Ladd * Jeff Mack * Vikram Madan * Daniel Mahoney * Matthew McElligott * Wendell Minor * Florence Minor * Susan Verde * Hazel Mitchell * Jeff Newman * Jessica Olien * Matt Phelan * Deb Pilluti * Lizzy Rockwell * Kurtis Scaletta * Chris Sheban * Jordan Sonnenblick * Hudson Talbott * Liza Gardner Walsh * Audrey Glassman Vernick.

In addition, I’ve featured contributions from the following writers and illustrators:

Tony Abbott * Paul Acampora * Heather Alexander * R.W. Alley * Jennifer Arena * Nora Raleigh Baskin * S.A. Bodeen * Nick Bruel * Laurie Calkhoven * Jay Cooper * Barbara Dee * Erin Dionne * Julie Fortenberry * Donna Gephart * Nikki Grimes * Keely Hutton * Laurie Keller * David Kelly * Jo Knowles * Mikki Knudson * Kevin Lewis * Lois Lowry * Elaine Magliano * Greg Neri * Jerdine Nolen * Barbara O’Connor * Aimee-Joan Paquette * Parker Peevyhouse * Yvonne Printz * Aimee Reid * Jen Sattler * Liz Garton Scanlon * Steve Sheinkin * Alan Silberberg * Charles Smith * Tonya Lee Stone * Todd Strasser * Don Tate * Matt Tavares * Chris Tebbetts * Rachel Vail * Eric Velasquez * Charles Waters * Eugene Yelchin * Suzanne Bloom * Joe Bruchac * Mem Fox * Patricia Reilly Giff * Cheryl Harness * Karen Hesse * Simon James * Eric Luper * Ellen Miles * Linda Sue Park * Karen Roosa * Jerry & Eileen Spinelli * Kyra Teis * Raul the Third * Nina Crews * Hannah Barnaby * Robin Pulver * Elizabeth Zunon.

I’m sure I’ve missed a couple dozen names along the way. Gratefully, I’ve learned something from each and every one of them. That’s the essential thing: the education never ends. There’s so much great work out there. So many good books. It’s an honor to be in this fine company, to stand on their shoulders, and perhaps to see just a little farther than I would have without them.

And if I haven’t said it yet, thank you, thank you all. 

GOOD NEWS: Here Comes a Book That’s Not Crud

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For the past week, the children’s book world has been in an uproar (it started off as a kerfuffle, and quickly escalated) in response to critical comments made by author Mac Barnett about the current state of children’s literature. If you don’t know, you can find out easily enough.

Besides being a gifted writer, Barnett is currently the National Ambassador for Young People’s Literature, appointed by the Library of Congress. For that reason, his dismissive comments stung all the more.

The response to Barnett’s (ill-advised, mean-spirited, condescending) comment has been extensive and passionately articulate, with many creators weighing in at length. There’s even been a widely circulated opinion piece from The Wall Street Journal to further fan the flames.

To me, a week later, it all feels overcooked. But I’ve been in this business for more than 40 years, I know it’s a bunny-eat-bunny world, and I can’t get too worked up about one guy’s opinion. And I am not at all interested in joining the dogpile. There’s far too much of that these days.

So here I sit, after finally figuring out how I want to respond to the notion that 94.7% of children’s books are crud.

I want to talk about books I love, people I admire.

Today I want you to know about a book that I’m really, really excited to see in the world. It’s a true original, with more than a touch of Daniel Pinkwater’s influence. I am talking about Matt McElligott’s exciting new foray into illustrated, middle-grade fiction. The book combines Matt’s offbeat sense of humor with the deep intelligence that has characterized his work through the decades. The debut book in the series is a wild, funny, inventive story; I’m thrilled that soon young readers will get the chance to check it out for themselves.  

Quietly, Matt McElligott is one of our best.

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The new series launches in October, 2026, and, yes, it absolutely comes out of left field — as if it were beamed down from another planet. Where did this come from? Matt’s not jumping on a trend or following the whims of the marketplace. In the age of Artificial Intelligence, here’s an artist creating from the wacky heart, the curious mind, the untethered soul.

Let’s see a robot try that.

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Here’s the description from Matt’s publisher, Bloombury.

 

Project WOOFF was top-secret . . . until now.

Alex Grebert has lived his whole life in the off-grid community of Underland with his nature-loving Aunt Zinnia ever since his parents died unexpectedly. Alex loves his aunt, but it’s not easy being a coder in a place where electricity and internet are practically nonexistent.

When Alex’s best friend Lily Day takes in a stray cat named Fuzzypants, Alex is pulled into an adventure straight out of one of his self-made video games. The cat, whose real name is Professor Fuzzypants, PhD., is a product of Project WOOFF (Weaponized Optimization of Flora/Fauna), a top-secret government project that developed intelligent, speaking animals.

Project WOOFF was supposed to have been shut down a long time ago, but someone is continuing the experiments. Alex and Lily are determined to find out why it all went wrong, especially when Alex discovers that there may be more to his parents’ story than he had ever been told.

Featuring black-and-white chapter opening artwork and full-page black-and-white illustrations throughout, this short series starter will appeal to the young middle-grade reluctant reader.

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NOTE: I hope other creators will take this opportunity to praise books, to talk up the good stuff — maybe the less hyped among us — and put a spotlight on all the wonderful work being done in children’s publishing today. 

My Kingdom for a Map!

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I suppose that all writers have their own hopes and dreams for the books they write. Little benchmarks and accomplishments. I’m not talking about results — like awards or parades — but things that appear in the books. 

For example, one goal that I’ve never reached is to write a work of true science fiction. It’s on the list! Maybe someday. Another, conversely, is the thrill I felt when there was a fistfight in Bystander. I’d written so many kind and benign stories up to that point, many of them in the Jigsaw Jones series, that it was a heart-pumping moment when I finally induced a character to sock someone in the jaw. Ka-pow!

Today I am thrilled that after 40 years as a published author, I have one more thing I can check off the list: I’m writing books that will have maps included!

That’s right: MAPS!

Who doesn’t love a book with a map? 

Anyway, there’s time to kill before that day arrives. The first two books in my Survival Code adventure series will feature nonfiction elements, a dramatic storyline, awesome illustrations . . . and a map! For the map, the publisher, Penguin, had to hire a different illustrator than the one who was doing (almost!) all the interior artwork. Because map-making is a unique skill. So they brought in an expert. 

As the author, I provided a very rough drawing of a map. Then I backed away. Now we’re waiting for the map-maker to ply her craft. I hope to share that final art sometime down the line. 

The books are titled: SURVIVAL CODE: Wildfire Escape and SURVIVAL CODE: Snow Blind. Two more will be coming in 2028, but I haven’t written them yet. So: Shhh. Never talk about unwritten books, it’s bad voodoo. 

It’s a recurring mistake in my professional life, but I have high hopes for these books. Ack, hope? That’s the bumpy road to heartbreak. And here I go again!

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Forgive Me, I’ve Been Away . . .

Hey, hey.

Just got back from a trip. Sorry it’s been quiet. But, of course, I assume you’ve weathered the bloggy silence in fine fettle.

If the root of vacation is to vacate,* I maintain that it requires two full weeks to get the job done. And I did. I vacated that skull of mine, and its crawling ticker of obligations and responsibilities, like nobody’s business.

Note: I will not refer to the Latin origin, vacare — a freedom from, to be empty — because that feels a little pretentious and that’s so not me. Think: vacant, vacuum, evacuate. 

Now back, after driving close to 3,000 miles, I’ve been digging out from under all day. 

Headed into a busy month of school visits. 

No rest for the wicked.

Speaking of wicked, I trust you’ve all been well?

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Letters from My Father, World War II: June 6, 1945

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Sometime back, I came into possession of a large box of letters written by my father during his soldiering years, World War II. I haven’t gone through them all and, in fact, years go by between visits. There’s a lot.

In my family, I might be the most sentimental. My brother Al, more stalwart in every sense, is a better keeper of records, important papers, facts. He’s the one to trust with anything valuable (though I suppose it depends on what you value). I’m the one more likely to marvel & grow wistful over the fact that my mother used to call me a “skinnymalink.” My sisters Barbara and Jean fall somewhere in between, though they are inscrutable to me. What do they think and feel? I’m often not sure.

Anyway, I thought I’d share and type out this one, almost taken at random. It is a letter from a son to a mother, attempting to ease her fears. In general, there are far fewer letters written to his father, my grandfather, but those tend to be more interesting. A little more meat to the bone.

Dad was in the air force, a navigator, not sure of his final rank (he’s second lieutenant at the time of this letter; a little research suggests he received a base pay of $150 per month), staged in the Pacific. When he knew that he’d enlist, waiting for that birthday to come along, he famously stopped attending high school. I mean, why bother? So he skipped 23 straight days, mostly following the horses out at Belmont Park, and then headed off to war. At least that’s the legend as I remember it. 

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Dear Mom,

Well how are you? I’m still making out O.K.

I’d just like to tell you not to worry. Sure things will get tough from time to time but on the whole it doesn’t look so bad at all. I really mean that. 

You see Borneo has a lot of rather easy spots but I guess that every other place does too. But what I’d really like to say is that they make every possible effort to look after you. Boy they don’t miss a thing especially on these briefings. Everything is talked over to the fulled extent. If the tactics look dangerous to someone he says so and then they talk it over. If he can show where it will be even slightly better another way they by all means do it. In short they look after you as best they can. I guess we are sort of valuable to the army. 

Say if you ever read any newspaper items that you think I might be connected with please send them to me. That will serve a two or three fold purpose. I’ll probably get a laugh out of the write ups on our strikes and if I’m not concerned I can keep track of what the rest of the army is doing. The third reason is that I can get an idea of what is going on in your mind. I won’t be able to say anything about them but it will be very interesting to me. 

From time to time I’ll fall behind in my letters but bear with me and I’ll try to make it up later on.

Well how is the home front getting along. We are starting to eat a bit better now. It seems that either supplys come in or else someone is getting generous. Even so we don’t eat bad because we are lucky to have a good staff in our mess hall. 

The natives here sort of remind me of the Mexicans in San Antonio. There doesn’t seem to be much difference except that you can see a bit of oriental in these people.

I’ll write again soon.

What is new at home?

Love Al

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