Northern Children’s Book Festival
In mid-November I headed north for two days, to take part in the Northern Children’s Book Festival.
The Thursday was spent at Castleview Enterprise Academy. You can tell the building has been built recently, because it’s got that clean, shiny, new-building look, like unscuffed shoes. The main foyer has a zigzag path marked into the carpet, a bit like the Yellow Brick Road, which makes you want to follow it even though you don’t have to.
I talked to three different groups of students. (Some even sat through it twice, without yawning.) Lots of good questions.
On Friday morning, I visited St Joseph’s Highfield. After my talk I ran a workshop, in which the group of thirty-one students rose to the task of creating a setting with huge enthusiasm and inventiveness. Soon we had a volcanic island featuring a legendary firebird, a cave of zombies, pirates, Swedish-speaking hunters whose chief rode a Tyrannosaurus Rex, sacred bananas, miniature people living in treehouses, monkey-infested jungle, a giant parrot, a beach where the Statue of Liberty had washed up, and much more.
My last stop was at Heworth Grange, where I was placed on a very grand auditorium stage. While two hundred students filed into their seats, a loudspeaker played ‘Rolling in the Deep’ on high volume (which made me a feel a bit like a rockstar gearing up for a gig).
Fortunately I didn’t sing, so there were no riots. (Actually the audience treated me very well, and had lots of good questions.)
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Waffling in Watlington
Before my visit to Watlington Primary, Year 6 were apparently told to find out as much as they could about me. (Two enterprising young detectives decided that the best person to ask about me was me, and sent me some questions through the contact form on my website.)
When I arrived at the school, I found that the rest of Year 6 had dug up an impressive amount of information on me as well. I got excited and took photos. (It reminded me of those big boards you sometimes see in cop shows, upon which the detectives pin information about their chief suspect. Suddenly I felt a bit like a master criminal on the run.)
In the school library I talked to Year 6 about the writing process and A Face Like Glass.
They responded with some very interesting questions, including quite a few I’d never been asked before.
Q: When you’re travelling, do people run up to you and ask for your autograph, or do you have a bodyguard?
A: No, it’s not like being a film actor. Even people who read my books don’t necessarily know what I look like.
Q: Why do you create such vivid characters?
A: Because I believe that real people are vivid. Sometimes even people you’ve known for years can do surprising and wonderful things if you put them in a different situation.
Q: Are there any of your characters that scare you?
A: Yes – for example, Goshawk in Fly by Night.
Q: Where is the place you most enjoy being?
A: I am happiest when I am on the way to somewhere else. I love travelling, hiking, being on the move.
Q: Can you put me in one of your books?
A: I’m afraid not! If I did, then I’d have to include everybody else who asked, and then the books would get really, really crowded…
After a brief flurry of signings (mostly of people’s hands), I headed down the road to Icknield Community College, where I met the Book Club. They listened to my blathering incredibly patiently, despite the fact that I was standing between them and lunch.
Again, there were many thoughtful and unusual questions.
Q: Are there any worlds you’ve created which you would want to live in?
A: Goodness, no. All the worlds I create are ‘broken’ in some way, full of injustice and peril. It’s much easier to write adventures in that sort of world.
Q: Is there one of your characters that is your favourite to write?
A: My favourite character is probably Mosca, but there are others who almost write themselves. I find it very easy to write Eponymous Clent’s speech – in fact it’s difficult getting him to shut up.
Q: Can you give me any tips on co-authoring?
A: Writing with another author is very hard, so it’s important to plan ahead, and make sure you have the same ideas about the destiny of the story and characters.
Many thanks to both schools for making me feel welcome, to Deborah for driving me around so patiently and to FCBG for arranging everything.
ReCon
On Wednesday 12th September, I travelled to Waterstone’s Southampton Above Bar to attend ReCon, a convention celebrating manga, anime, science fiction, fantasy, horror and all things speculative.
To my shame I was ten minutes late, having been outwitted by the trains. (I only discovered I was on a slow train when it was far too late.) The queue of beautifully costumed attendees were very nice about an apologetic, behatted person sidling past them into the shop.
I was fortunate enough to share a panel with Alex Scarrow (author of the TimeRiders series), Andy Robb (author of Geekhood: Close Encounters of the Girl Kind) and Karrie Fransman (comic book writer/artist, and creator of The House that Groaned).
When you turn up for a public appearance, there’s always a risk that you’ll end up facing a ‘dead’ crowd – an audience that sits in morgue-like silence, blank faces staring back at you like potatoes. Thankfully, the gathering at ReCon was the exact opposite of this – one of the most ‘alive’ crowds I’ve ever met. Everybody was gleeful, enthusiastic, generous and accepting.
They were also fantastically dressed. I was lucky enough to be one of the judges for the cosplay competition, and was awestruck by the amount of care, skill, time and love that had gone into the anime and manga character costumes.
One nice lady even let me brandish her steam pistol. It had different settings, controlling the light fluctuations, and apparently she has more of them.
Given the high standard, picking winners was incredibly hard. (There were home-made Pikachu costumes, elaborately painted weaponry intricately sawn from balsa wood, a Van Helsing with spinning Tojo blades, steampunk goggles, gravity-defying hairstyles and enough top hats to warm anybody’s heart.) I was also distracted by the joy of spotting characters from animes I’d seen.
Rune Vanderplank’s photos of the contestants can be found here.
When I wasn’t trying out Pocky and other interesting Japanese snacks, I was admiring the fine offerings for the art competition, including an atmospheric painting of Sephiroth from Final Fantasy VII. Karrie Fransman also encouraged those of an artistic or storytelling bent to add to a communal graphic novel project, each person drawing or writing a panel to continue the story. I would love to know how the plot turned out in the end…
Many thanks to Waterstone’s Southampton Above Bar, my fellow panellists and everybody who attended for making ReCon so much fun.
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A Maniac with a Megaphone
A month and a half ago I joined Twitter.
I couldn’t have asked for a friendlier reception. People I had never met sent tweets to welcome me, compliment my books and mention my arrival to their friends. I felt as if I had shuffled nervously into the biggest party in the world, only to have lots of good-humoured strangers haul me from the doorway and put a drink in my hand.
However, finding myself suddenly in the Twitterverse was also bewildering and daunting. For a newbie, reading a Twitter feed is like trying to decipher a document that has been through a shredder. Worse still, I knew that there were almost certainly unspoken Twitter rules, which you had to obey to avoid being rude or annoying or overbearing, and I didn’t know what they were.
Gradually, of course, I have begun to get a sense of the way this new, weird, wondrous, gigantic community works. I’m starting to enjoy Twitter, in fact. And yet there are still times when I find an empty tweet box staring back at me expectantly.
Should I tweet about my ‘to do’ list or my morning hike? Why would anybody care about that, unless they were a stalker with a superhumanly high boredom threshold?
Even now, each time I tweet I feel like I’m some maniac in the street with a megaphone, deafening strangers with inanities.
“HELLO! IT’S THURSDAY! I LIKE CHEESE! DOES ANYBODY WANT TO READ MY BOOKS?”
What is more, while I have been standing here with my megaphone (and it’s only been in my hands a short while, I’m not even sure I’m using it properly) some people have stopped to listen. Scores of them, in fact. I can’t see their faces, but it’s just possible they might expect me to be interesting.
Uh oh. Suddenly I can’t think of a single thing to say.
And then an idea creeps into my feverish, panicky little brain. If I quickly write a blog post, I can tweet about that. What can I blog about? What have I done recently? Er… joined Twitter?
So now I have blogged about tweeting, so that I can tweet about blogging about tweeting. Later, if I’m desperate, I may blog about tweeting about blogging about tweeting, so that I can tweet about blogging about tweeting about blogging about tweeting.
Nobody was expecting me to spend any of my time writing books, were they?
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Verified Sightings of the Frances
7th June, Blackwell’s bookshop, Oxford
Blackwell’s always fills me with joy. I love the way the back of the ordinary shop suddenly plummets down into the huge, unsuspected, underground Norrington Room – a bit like Moria, but with more books.
In a cosy corner of the children’s section, I gave a talk, reading and signing of my latest book, A Face Like Glass. This seemed to go down well, and at the end the audience asked lots of good questions about the difference between children’s and adult fiction, advice to young writers, Alice in Wonderland references in my book, etc. Better still, somebody gave me a box of lemon cakes. Just in case anybody was wondering, offerings of cake will always be highly acceptable.
19th June, St Nicolas School, Abingdon
Due to the aftermath of ‘flu and a hacking chest cough, I had trouble struggling out of bed that morning. I’m so glad I did. I wouldn’t have missed my St Nicolas visit for the world.
I talked to years 5 and 6 about the process of writing A Face Like Glass, read an extract and then answered questions. The pupils had researched me thoroughly, so their questions were top-notch and I had to think hard about some of the answers. Afterwards, I set an exercise designed to help each student design their own character.
From my point of view, the best part was hearing about the varied and wonderful characters that everybody created – killer robots, ghosts, a sky-dweller who lost his powers when he was underground, an angel with anger-management issues, a girl whose parents had been replaced by goblins, slaves, a were-hare seeking her family, a dragon adopted by snakes, a shape-shifting platypus and far too many others to mention.
Afterwards I found myself in the sunlit playground, signing copies of my books, pieces of paper, exercise books, lunch boxes and anything else that didn’t move away fast enough.
Many thanks to Mostly Books for arranging my visit to St Nicolas, which was tremendous amounts of fun. (Mark from Mostly Books has his own write-up of the day here.) Kudos and thanks to John Hulse and his fellow teachers for the impressive levels of effort, organisation and enthusiasm they put into the event.
21st June, Huddersfield Reading Partners Event
The wonderful Sally Oliphant and myself manned the Macmillan Stall at the Children’s Reading Partner’s Roadshow, for an enjoyable couple of hours ‘speed-dating’ librarians.
For those who don’t know how the ‘speed-dating’ works, it’s a bit like the Mad Hatter’s tea party, but with less singing about bats or pushing people into teapots. There are lots of stalls arranged round the room (think of them as the tea party chairs) and lots of librarians who are arranged into small groups (the tea party guests). Each group of librarians starts at a particular stall, listening to stallholders talk about their books, and asking questions. After ten minutes a whistle blows, each group of librarians moves along to the next stall, and the whole thing begins again.
It’s all rather fun, and an ingenious way to make sure that everyone meets everyone else, and gets to ask all the questions they want. Of course it does also mean that the people on the stalls give the same talk over and over again. By the time I’d made the same five-minute speech ten times, I was a little crazy and my mouth was on auto-pilot. Apologies to anybody who was on the receiving end of my gibbering at that stage…
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Welcome
Welcome to the Observatory.
Before I go any further, I have three announcements to make. The first is the publication of my fifth book A Face Like Glass (you can read more about it here). The second is the launch of my brand new website, complete with a “Twisted City” theme and a hidden story. And the third… is my first ever venture into the world of blogging.
To be honest, it’s the last of the three that’s making me a bit nervous.
Oh, I know that blogging is supposed to be easy for me. After all, I’m a writer. I regularly send big, fat parcels of my words out into the world, without knowing whether people will like them or use them as kindling.
That’s rather different, though. When you’re writing a book, you can always hide behind your characters. Mosca, Hathin and the rest may be quite short, but if I duck low enough I can still conceal myself behind them, so that not even the tip of my hat is visible. The problem with blogging is that you have to do it as yourself.
Oh well, here goes.
I’m going to imagine myself in an observatory tower, surrounded by my charts, scribbled notes and brass globes of imaginary worlds. I peer out through a rounded window at a dark and misty vista. Is there anybody out there? I have no idea. I raise a lantern and swing it in front of the window a few times, sending my Morse Code message out to the void.
Then I wait and watch, feeling a bit silly. Will anybody signal back? Have I just accidentally misdirected ships at sea, causing them to crash on distant rocks? Or will my tower now be battered by the wings of giant moths?
Needless to say, any giant moths who are passing are welcome to leave a comment…