Monday, November 22, 2010
L'accion du jour:
Draw'ring. The voice in my head demands: some sorta super-birdie must drip from my pen. Mayhaps I'll conjure a token of thanks for Marnie, the Max fanatic who simply shrieked (in her winningly exhuberant way) when she learned that I wasn't yet acquainted with her fave female superhero. She's an artist herself, as well as a writer-reader-athlete-dancer, so I know she'll appreciate an unexpected thank you from last year's English teacher. Shriek-worthy? Stay tuned...
Pushing past my ineptitude toward brilliance: Max-worthy for sure, and sweet.
p.s. Another card in the stack (pebble in the pond? feather in the cap?) of evidence to prove my theory: the best YA novels nowadays are penned by folks who cut their teeth on adult novels. This one's pure page turner, but cunningly so. So: Patterson, Alice Hoffman, Jane Smiley, Orson Scott Card, Neil Gaimon, Terry Pratchett: just a short list of bestselling adult authors who've turned their superior narrative talents to the YA market. Maybe this trend's resurgence started with Sherman Alexie, no? Anyone offering additional title suggestions? I've got a Jane Smiley in my pile...