In the mail …

1 07 2013

Kill the music by Nansi Kunze

Look what came in the mail — a shiny new book. What you see above is the first book ever to feature my name …

… in the acknowledgements. 🙂

Kill the Music is a new YA title by Nansi Kunze and it’s just hit bookshops. (You can preview the first chapter on the publisher’s website — it’s free!)

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Books on writing

26 03 2012

Sometimes I need an energy boost for my writing and this week I came away from the library with these books to inspire me.

Reading about writing is not procrastinating about writing. Right?

Reading about writing is not really procrastinating. Right?

I’m really enjoying all of them, but particularly Brigid Lowry’s Juicy Writing. I was fickle and picked these ones because something about the covers leapt out at me.

I’d ask if you know any inspiring books for writers … but once I’ve finished these I will be putting the books aside and getting on with more writing.  Really.





PiBoIdMo Day 3

3 11 2010

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PiBoIdMo. Day 3.

Thankfully, I wasn’t lying awake at 5.45am thinking about the school fete. Today I slept solidly right up until the alarm (possibly because I stayed up too late reading Alice-Miranda at School).

My picture book idea for today arrived while dropping the kids up at school.

And it’s supposed to get to 36 degrees in Perth today. (That’s unrelated to inspiration striking—at least, I think so—but just thought I’d mention it.)

3 down. 27 to go.





Rebecca (Who Slammed Doors And Perished Miserably)

17 04 2010

Big Book of Verse for Aussie Kids coverBecause of National Poetry Month, I was blogging over at Soup Blog about Big Book of Verse for Aussie Kids (edited by Jim Haynes). It has over 600 poems to share with kids, and includes many of my favourite poets, like Alfred Noyes, TS Eliot, Robert Louis Stevenson and Hilaire Belloc. Haynes has some of his own poems in there too, and they are excellent (and some are very funny).

So, I came across this poem on page 334 of Big Book of Verse, and thought I’d share it here. (Note to self: Do not slam doors. Ever.)

Rebecca (Who Slammed Doors And Perished Miserably) by Hilaire Belloc

A trick that everyone abhors
In little girls is slamming doors.
A wealthy banker’s little daughter
Who lived in Palace Green, Bayswater
(By name Rebecca Offendort),
Was given to this furious sport.

She would deliberately go
And slam the door like billy-o!
To make her Uncle Jacob start.
She was not really bad at heart,
But only rather rude and wild;
She was an aggravating child…

It happened that a marble bust
Of Abraham was standing just
Above the door this little lamb
Had carefully prepared to slam,
And down it came! It knocked her flat!
It laid her out! She looked like that.

Her funeral sermon (which was long
And followed by a sacred song)
Mentioned her virtues, it is true,
But dwelt upon her vices too,
And showed the deadful end of one
Who goes and slams the door for fun.

The children who were brought to hear
The awful tale from far and near
Were much impressed, and inly swore
They never more would slam the door,
— As often they had done before.

A review copy of Big  Book of Aussie Verse was sent to me by Allen & Unwin.




The books by my bed

20 01 2010

I have many many many books in my ‘to read’ pile. But the books I am currently reading include:

Clarice Bean, Don’t Look Now, by Lauren Child

This comes with a little CD at the back. I haven’t listened to that yet because I started reading before I realised the CD was there. It’s light, and fun, and I think my daughter will enjoy it when I’m finished with it.

Dig, by Meredith Kirton

I’m reading this because we are planning to adjust our backyard. I say ‘adjust’ because really what we’d like to do is redesign and overhaul the backyard, but we’re not clever enough (or rich enough) to do that. We’re putting in several vegetable patches and a passionfruit vine. And probably a lemon tree. Mostly I picked this book because I (not so) secretly wanted someone to give me Stephanie Alexander’s Kitchen Garden Companion for Christmas, but they didn’t. And it’s too new to hit our library’s shelves yet, so I browsed in their gardening section and I liked this cover very much. (Shallow me.)

Getting Real: Challenging the Sexualisation of Girls, edited by Melinda Tankard Reist

I asked for this for my birthday late last year. I can only cope with a chapter or two at a time because I have two girls, and when reading this book I alternate between being frightened and angry (about the world, not the book). When I find it all a bit too scary I go back for a bit more of Clarice Bean. (She’s keeping a List of Worries. But luckily she’s too young to read Getting Real.)

Boy, by Roald Dahl

Because I’m trying to reread as many Roald Dahl books over the school holidays as I can. And Boy is one of my favourite books.

The Loblolly Boy by James Norcliffe

I was sent this one for review and it’s a bit creepy. I’m hooked now. And I keep meaning to look up ‘loblolly’ to see if it’s an actual word or a made up one. (It’s an awkward word to say.)

[Late edit: I looked up loblolly and it is indeed a word and I wish I had looked it up earlier because the boy makes more sense now! Gruel anyone? Must brush up on my seafaring vocab … Here’s the wikipedia entry, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Loblolly_boy.]

So. What are you reading?