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Saturday, May 30, 2015

30 BOOKS WRITTEN BY KIDS


Eragon. The Outsiders. The Diary of a Young Girl. All three books, classics in their genres, were written by teenagers. While electronic publishing and purchasing has revolutionized the book industry, the trend toward democratic publishing—if it’s good, it’s good—has also meant that an increasing number of ultra-talented young writers have emerged as published authors.

We at Why Not Books are particularly proud of our prodigy. We didn’t allow ourselves abnormally high expectations upon publishing (in 2012) 11-year-old Luke Herzog’s Dragon Valley—his 200-page fantasy novel about five baby dragons spawned in a laboratory, who are set free in a magical valley and navigate the evolution of themselves and their home over the next thousand years (there’s even a map and an extensive character glossary). Sure, children’s authors like Newbery Award-winner Kwame Alexander compared him to a young Rick Riordan, but we wondered: How would young readers react to a young writer?

Then we began to fulfill book orders from all over the country, and Luke started to receive emails from kids… It’s my favorite book. I’ve read it five times… I did a book report about it for school… I made a sculpture of Blue, the water dragon. Here’s a photo… Can’t wait for the sequel… All the while, he was busy writing his second novel, a fantastic fantasy tale called Griffin Blade and the BronzeFinger, the story of a good-hearted rogue who learns—during an epic journey of adventure and redemption—that his attempt to retrieve a personal treasure brings him something far more valuable.

So let’s celebrate the imagination—and sometimes, the off-the-charts talent—of youth by listing some of the most precocious publishing performances in history. To make this list, you must have been published while you’re still a teenager, sometimes far younger. So Bret Easton Ellis and Stephen Crane and Mary Shelley, all of whom first published novels at age 21? Far too old.

Starting with the most recent book but eventually traveling all the way back to the mid-17th century, here are 30 books from 30 prodigies:

Friday, May 22, 2015

3 LETTERS FROM AUTHORS TO THEIR KIDS


Great writing can be a slog—it may reek of natural talent, but it tends to be the product of musing and pacing and tweaking and editing and complaining and rearranging. And that’s all in one day. But if we were to search for the purest form of the written word—literature that comes from the heart, fully formed, organic—might we find in the simple act of letter writing? Not necessarily letter writing for posterity’s sake, but also for intimacy. A letter from a parent to a child.

In 2014, Why Not Books published the co-authored memoirs of the late Carolyn Goodman. She was the mother of slain civil rights volunteer Andy Goodman, who was infamously murdered in Philadelphia, Mississippi in 1964. But one of my favorite passages from MyMantelpiece is a letter written by Andy’s father, Bobby Goodman, who somehow managed to be a civil engineer and a dazzling poet simultaneously. It was sent to his oldest son, Jonathan, when the boy was only a toddler in 1942. And it was mailed to New York City from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, where Bobby was temporarily overseeing a project. Carolyn loved it so much that she saved it for more than 60 years.

This is how the letter began:

Dear Jonathan,
Now that your vocabulary has reached the extensive proportions of many words and varied intonations, and the expression in your wonderful eyes so filled with your own particular meanings, I think it time we started to correspond with one another. I’ll write the first letter and you don’t, unless you wish to, have to answer until you’re off and away to college. And even then, should the press of higher learning consume too much of your time, I won’t mind if you don’t write me as much as I might wish, just so long as you still smile as you do now, and so long as you leap about the world with the joy of living, of discovering new things, of experimenting with your mind through the exciting maze of the world’s way. The important thing for both of us, Jonny, is to keep the spirit you now possess turned toward making the best of what we find around us, not by acquiescing to all things as they are because it is too difficult to mold them closer to our own desire, but by seeing our life as a constant struggle with complacency everywhere.

Damn, that engineer could write. And it makes me wish I had better utilized my passion for the written word—starting when my sons were born, maybe even a few months earlier. Letters as life lessons and legacy—that would have been nice. Alas, I was busy writing about other people, for other people. But thanks to Emily Temple, who compiled a list (at flavorwire.com) of some fascinating letters that iconic writers wrote to their children, I can be a sort of vicarious author-father.

Friday, May 15, 2015

65 FICTIONAL REFERENCES TO CORNELL



When a writer is building a character, crafting a back story, or setting a scene, nothing is an accident. The character lugs around an oversized purse? Speaks with a slight lisp? Drives a VW bus? Is Canadian by birth? It’s all purposeful.

With that in mind, I decided to explore a specific example of the writer’s choice—choosing a college. A few years ago, I wrote a magazine feature about fictional references to Cornell University (in novels, short stories, stage plays, screenplays, and TV scripts). I figured it was a good piece for Cornell Alumni Magazine for three reasons: 1) It was fun research, 2) It was a fascinating journey through the potential reasons why a writer might inject such a specific college reference, and 3) Cornell seemed like the perfect tool for exploring the concept. Harvard? There are surely thousands of literary references. Fresno State? Maybe none. But Cornell holds that middle ground that makes it ripe for the picking.

In Behind Closed Doors by Shannon McKenna, for instance, a millionaire’s girlfriend is described thusly: “American citizen, degree from Cornell, summa cum laude, woo woo, smart cookie. Fluent in six languages, yada, yada…” But occasionally writers chide Cornell as the college that isn’t in Cambridge. In the short story “Jim the Man,” Herbert Gold writes, “As a student at Cornell, Jim had carried a green sack bulging with books because at Harvard they carried green sacks bulging with books.” And in the movie Stella, Stephen Collins’ character admits, “I had to fight with my parents to go to Cornell. They both went to Harvard and think Cornell is slumming it.”

Thursday, May 7, 2015

41 CLASSIC LITERARY PAIRINGS


When we at Why Not Books were musing on the title of our beautifully illustrated (by award-winner Zachary Pullen) picture book about the sport-altering 1913 U.S. Open golf championship, we realized that this true story was even greater than the sum of its parts.

It wasn’t just about Francis Ouimet, the unknown amateur golfer who lived across from the Country Club in Brookline, Massachusetts, taught himself how to play be sneaking onto the course, and qualified for the Open there against the world’s finest golfers. And it wasn’t just about Eddie Lowery, the four-foot-tall, 10-year-old kid who didn’t have a father at home, who idolized the 20-year-old Ouimet and offered to carry his bag. No, it was about the magical combination. Eddie calmed Francis down; Francis propped Eddie up. Together, they shocked the world in a story not about golf, but about hope, loyalty and a friendship that lasted half a century.

So we chose a title that conveyed the most compelling aspect of the story simply and succinctly: FRANCIS AND EDDIE.

And when it comes to books, we’re in heady company. Headier company. Some of literature’s finest masterpieces were couplings like ours—titles showing the power, if paired properly, of one simple word: And.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

71 BOOKS IN ONE TRAIN OF THOUGHT


Jason Segel and Paul Rudd happen to be two of my favorite comedic actors. During a 2009 tandem interview about their film I Love You, Man, they got a bit giddy when the subject of a bromance arose.

Rudd: “I couldn’t think of a movie that had told it in quite this way...”
Segel: “Midnight Cowboy.”
Rudd (nodding): “And Urban Cowboy.”
Segel: “And Rhinestone Cowboy.”
Rudd: “And Rhinestone.”
Segel: “And… Stonehenge…”
Rudd: “And Romancing the Stone.”

After a pause, Rudd continued: “Stone cold…”

Segel: “Cold Mountain.”
Rudd: “Brokeback Mountain… that would be one.”

Kind of fun, right? If you’re just immature enough. But instead of citing movies, I’m going to do it for books.

Upon announcing that Why Not Books would be publishing the second fantasy novel by young prodigy Luke Herzog, the most common question has been: Is it a sequel? Luke wrote DRAGON VALLEY, believe it or not, as a nine- and ten-year-old. It was published when he was 11 and captured the imagination of kids all around the country. They sent him emails telling him they’d read it several times. They chose it as their favorite book and wrote school reports about it. One fan even sent a photograph of a sculpture he made depicting one of Luke’s characters—Blue, the water dragon. Luke wrote his new book, GRIFFIN BLADE AND THE BRONZE FINGER, from ages 11 to 13. But no, it is not a sequel.

Dragon Valley tells the story of five baby dragons who were spawned in a laboratory and released in the wilds of a hidden valley. They navigate the next one thousand years of their evolution—the growing pains, the battles, the descendants, the myriad creatures populating the magical valley. Griffin Blade and the Bronze Finger is the tale of a good-hearted rogue, a thief named Griffin Blade, who steals a gem, gets it stolen from him, and embarks on a search for a jewel that becomes an epic quest for redemption. Along the way, he encounters creatures ranging from dwarves, dark elves and djinns to minotaurs, mermen and, oh, a massive sand worm.

So what’s the connection between his first book and his second—besides the author, that is? Well, for that we need to climb aboard a train of thought. Here’s one way to connect Dragon Valley to Griffin Blade and the Bronze Finger, with 69 titles in between:

Monday, April 20, 2015

97 PHRASES COINED BY SHAKESPEARE



When we say that something is not for the “faint hearted” or is a “foregone conclusion” or is taking “forever and a day,” we rarely stop to consider where the phrase came from. But it had to come from somewhere, right? And more often than not, William Shakespeare—who would be turning 450 years old on April 23—is probably the guy.

The Immortal Bard coined so many phrases that he actually had a significant impact on the English language. It’s one of many reasons why he is far and away the paragon of English literature. The Beatles transformed rock and roll. Michael Jordan elevated basketball. Marlon Brando altered acting. But nobody comes close to the impact of Shakespeare.

This installment of the Why Not 100 celebrates just 97 of the MANY phrases first attributed to the literary genius, starting with some of our favorites:

1. The world’s my oyster (The Merry Wives of Windor)
2. Be-all and the end-all (Macbeth)
3. It was Greek to me (Julius Caesar)
4. There’s the rub (Hamlet)
5. Knock knock! Who’s there? (Macbeth)
6. Bated breath (The Merchant of Venice)
7. ‘Tis high time (Comedy of Errors)

Friday, April 10, 2015

99 HARD-HITTING BASEBALL MYSTERIES



At the start of my career, while I was briefly a sportswriter for The Ithaca Journal in upstate New York, I covered everything from football and field hockey to lacrosse and lightweight football. On the side, I wrote a baseball murder mystery. I called it Hit and Run, which I still believe is a fine title.

The protagonist was a Chicago sportswriter named Austin Pearl, the last name being an obvious reason to give him a daily column called “Pearl’s Wisdom.” The novel focused on the murder of the Chicago White Sox manager during the World Series (yes, at that time, such a thing was pure fantasy—the Sox in the Series, I mean). Interspersed throughout the novel were columns written by Pearl, box scores from the games… and a bunch of red herrings. The story was pretty good, but not good enough to actually send to a literary agent. I was 22. It was my version of batting practice. Maybe someday I’ll revise it and publish it. Maybe.

But the baseball murder mystery is a thriving genre, even without Hit and Run. Maybe it’s because the purity of the game (theoretically, at least) conflicts so wonderfully with murder or arson or theft. Maybe it’s because the arc of a baseball game is an excellent way to understand the notion of narrative flow (just listen to a game on the radio, how the announcers fill in the empty spaces with back story and commentary). Or maybe it’s due to the endless opportunities to manipulate baseball terms into titles.

The following list includes gems like A Player to be Maimed Later and Rally Killer and Caught Stealing. Titles like Murderer’s Row, Suicide Squeeze, and Strike Three You’re Dead have been used more than once. (Green Monster has been used twice, too. Then again, Boston is far and away the most common setting for baseball mysteries).

So let’s play ball, Why Not 100 style. As a nod to two teams playing nine innings, I offer 99 baseball mysteries for young and old: