I have a new address.
http://postteentrauma.blogspot.com
Someday I will work out how to move all this over there.
First, one from Bookpeople - A massive independent bookstore in Austin, Texas who are "proud purveyors of Austin's famously weird vibe"
I'm down with that.
http://bookkids.wordpress.com/2009/01/04/f
And secondly, Colleen Mondor, whose blog Chasing Ray fulfills my smart YA and adventures-in-remote-places needs:
http://www.bookslut.com/bookslut_in_trai
These are batch reviews, and the other books in the batch look like corkers - particularly Ron Koertge's Deadville - I love his books but they are rare as hen's teeth in these here parts.
EB comes out in the UK today! And there's been some pommie love too:
http://www.thebookbag.co.uk/reviews/inde
Book 3 goes snarly. I'm writing in circles again. It could be the weather, or because I have a crick neck... or it could be because I still don't know exactly how I can write what I'm writing. I have done a kind of plan but I like to keep things loosey-goosey, allow for the element of surprise. I'm less worried about this faff-writing now, though, because it's book 3, and faffing is part of my process (must remember to put that on the next grant application!) So. Crap words today may come golden tomorrow. I hope. I have signed up for week-long workshop at the end of January and I bloody better have something to work with.
Meanwhile I have been reading books by Megan Abbott. It's like having a Mildred Pierce party. Look at her lovely lovely covers
Starts like this:
I rarely feel the urge to respond to articles in UK Elle magazine, but a recent ‘My World in 24 hours’, featuring Lenny Kravitz, got me thinking about lifestyle and wondering about mine…or if I even had one. Lenny, in case you’ve forgotten, once had a hit single, married actress Lisa (The Cosby Show) Bonet and might have been slugged by Mickey Rourke back when ‘sexy’ meant stonewash and acne-pitted complexions. In 1989, Lenny was like Jimi Hendrix, Prince and Terence Trent D’Arby stuffed into a snakeskin jumpsuit. He’s 44 now and, as the article claims, lives his life “to the full in New York”. I’m 36 and live my life semi-consciously in a mid-size country town, but the contrasts don’t end there ...
NB: A disclaimer. When I wrote about Megan Follows' facial tics, I meant Shanae Grimes. I blame Shania.
This is my first attempt at trying to be a freelance writer type. I had the idea that I would write heaps of these and send them off willy-nilly ... but then I started working in earnest on Book Three and that gets dibs on any freewheeling brain power. Maybe later.
I received:
Bob Dylan and Barry Feinstein's Hollywood Foto Rhetoric -
And this:
And W got this:
In other news: I read Charles Willeford's Sideswipe. It's genius.
"Hoke showered, slipped into slacks and a sport shirt, and walked to the Tropic Shop in the Ocean Mall to see if his jumpsuits were ready yet. he had ordered two yellow poplin jumpsuits when he bought his surfer trunks, but had asked the shop owner to have the sleeves cut off and hemmed above the elbow. This was Hoke's first positive step towards simplifying his life. He would wear one of the jumpsuits one day, wash it at night, and then wear the other one the next day. That way he wouldn't need any underwear ..."
I also have to say that as far as last lines go, Willeford rules the world. You'll have to read it to see what I mean.
Santa also brought me a blisteringly good review of Everything Beautiful from the Sydney Morning Herald. Here 'tis:
It is good and hot. Yesterday I swam in the local waterhole and it was divoon.
2.. Membership to the International Palm Society
3. Gennine's Tiny Book of Birds
4. Japanese Crockery
from here
5. 21st Anniversary edition of The Year My Voice Broke - anyone who thinks Australian films are all just old crapola should watch this and weep.
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"Anyone wanting to have a go at Howell for writing dirty subversive teenage literature had better read the book to the very end ..."
Dang! I'm trying to write dirty subversive teenage literature!!
and this was nice:
"Everything Beautiful is bound to appeal to all the young girls who drink, sleep around, do drugs, and read.
(What is she trying to say? That they don't read? Or so few do that it's worth noting?)
It's funny, too because it's all about the content and nothing about style (or maybe the style - there is some, honest - gets swamped by the content. Or maybe that's just a YA problem - as in a problem of older people, possibly parents of wilful teenagers reviewing and not the target audience. (Though having said that, a young girl from Minnesota said EB was "boring and lacking in action for most of it" so maybe I'm better off if people get the shudders at mentions of pole-dancers and Jagermeister.)
Ack. It's all so subjective.
The answer, I think, is to write something as if no one's going to read it. Book Three - you've got your work cut out for you. Book Two, I'm sorry. It's not that you're terrible it's just that you're second. You are my Jan Brady.
The launch for Everything Beautiful was about as warm and fuzzy and fuss-free as an anxious writer could hope for. Readings St Kilda - you are all charm*. First children's buyer Callie said some lovely things, then writer Kirsty Murray said some lovely things* then I read out the almost-sex-scene between Riley and cad/youth-leader Craig ... then I signed some books, met some people, ate some cupcakes, drank some champers, ate some Japanese and was home before 10pm. Wild! Here is a photo of Kirsty saying lovely things** and me in defensive pose like any minute she's going to turn around and say ... NOT! (Thanks to Megan for the photo)
This week I received two of the most lovely emails from readers, they made me feel all buzzy .. um ... privileged and humbled and just so lucky that I have been able to write something that has made a positive impact on another human bean's life. Looking back: When I was fused to a barstool at the Punters Club hotel circa 1993 (in requisite flannel shirt) i don't believe I ever thought I would affect anyone, anyhow. Looking forward: I've started three new projects in as many months like a girl going through an identity crisis. Now I have to choose which one is going to be the next one... and if the money runs out, I can always go back to selling books on eBay ...
Driving home today we passed a second hand book fair. Untold spoils.
And this afternoon I drank peach tea in the sun and finished E Lockhart's The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks (fabulous!) to the strains of W on the baby piano that has no minor keys. Happiness.
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*if you are in Melbourne seeking fine books, go there, friend.
**Like this: Riley Rose is everything beautiful in a girl. She is anything but appropriate and i doubt she has much vision of eternity. But she has the world in her heart, that's for sure.
***EB comes from the Ecclesiastes 3:11: He hath made everything beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end (King James version). Kirsty noted that the New American Standard Bible says: He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end...
... like, way to bleach the thing of all poetry ...
1. Home-recorded videos. Imagine you bought a home-recorded video from an op-shop and pressed play and got something quite the opposite from what you were expecting. This happened to me! The first one was ok - it said it was a Robert Mapplethorpe documentary and it was a Robert Mapplethorpe documentary - and a good one at that. But I put in video #2 expecting to see Tender is the Night starring Jennifer Jones and Jason Robards - instead I got Guilty as Sin, all 80's-saxophone and venetian blinds starring Rebecca de Mornay and Don Johnson. Don Johnson plays a lothario (of course!) - "I've lived off of women all my life ..." accused of murder. Rebecca de Mornay is a high-powered defense attorney who takes his case - she's attracted to him, sure, but she's a professional, dammit. Will she get him off or will she get him off? Truly choke-worthy ... And after THAT came a show called 'Erotic Tales' starring Claudia Karvan as an artist's model ushered into the twilight world of Sapphic love. She is nude a lot. Alex Cox directed. We haven't watched videos #3 and #4 yet but I'm optimistic.
2.Oh, cute. Be your own printer. The stamp pad has dried out but the stamps are good - a tree, a sun, a boy, a girl, a train, a plane, a car, a cat, a dog and a house. 50 cents!
3. World Record Club 45. When We Very Young - stories of A. A Milne read by David Tomlinson, who according to the notes: "has the rare ability to talk intimately to small children on their own level without appearing patronising." Slightly warped, but still playable.
I am resisting the urge to blog because I want lots of entries. This means that by the end of November there will be a veritable tsunami of wit and pith and dodgy film recommendations. You have been warned.
Also: I will be on 3RRR's Aural Text this Wednesday talking EB (and possibly periods) with those word-nerdy muppet-happy fiends Alicia Sometimes and Steve Grimwade. Sometime between 12 and 2pm. Catchya.
And now for the competition: Thanks to the lovely folk at Pan Macmillan, I have three signed copies of Everything Beautiful to give away.
1)One goes to whoever makes the best video response to my trailer
2)one goes to the most tragically humiliating real life camp story.
3)one goes to the most interesting response to this question: what makes your life meaningful?
Post your vids on the youtube site (pending approval) and post your dodgy camp stories and meaningfulness in the comments here. The competition will run until the end of November ... Spread the word and Best of British luck!
From high:
'He realises that the only bond linking him to the world is the cool hand of a girl"
(Camus The Myth of Sisyphus)
to pop:
'I went back to the store They gave me four more The guy told me at the door It's a piece of crap'
(Neil Young)
Usually when I'm writing I stockpile quotes. For Everything Beautiful I had a couple that could have worked but in the end I didn't use them. They were:
'I am large, I contain multitudes'
(Walt Whitman, Song of myself)
'Repair is the dream of the broken thing'
(Silver Jews We are Real - from their album American Water which seriously contains so many astounding lines - lines like platforms, really - that it is never far from my ears)
'It is all part of an infinite world of aggression and retreat, survival and oblivion, regeneration and death'
(Colin Thiele - The Little Desert - v. inspirational text)
EB contains quotes/material from other literary sources. Most notably Utopia by Sir Thomas More (free because it's 15th century) and Anne Sexton (150 pounds!) The epigraph for Notes from the Teenage Underground (Dostoyevsky) cost 100 pounds.
Here is my favourite epigraph:
You need a man to go to hell with - Tuesday Weld
(from Barry Gifford's Wild at Heart.)
What's yours?
Simmone Howell book launch
Everything Beautiful will be launched by the fabulous Kirsty Murray!
Readings St Kilda: 112 Acland St, St Kilda, Victoria, 3182
Riley Rose doesn't want to be at Spirit Ranch Holiday Camp. Riley wants to be partying with her best friend Chloe at the beautiful Ben Sebatini's house. But is everything at the Spirit Ranch as it appears? What secrets are waiting for discovery in the abandoned Fraser house? And why doesn't anyone want to talk about the accident that landed the mysterious Dylan in a wheelchair last year?
Everything Beautiful is a love story about the broken and the broken-hearted from the award-winning author of Notes from the Teenage Underground.
This is a free event and I am going to make cupcakes.
I went to see Patti Smith's instore at Readings on Friday. She was great, talking about her favourite books and how the artist has to be in the moment and keep creating despite world turmoil. I didn't get to see Dream of Life, will have to wait for the DVD release. I got Patti to sign my Piss Factory 45. (I loved it the second I heard it ... so powerful and inspiring.) And I gave her a copy of NFTU, just because. Because it's about art and influence ... and because Patti Smith is so clearly one of Gem's formidable femmes. And anyway I think it would make a good plane read.
And speaking of art and influence I have also added a link to a fabulous essay by Jonathan Lethem called "The Ecstasy of Influence', and another to Shedworking.co.uk which has the most awesome sheds you could imagine (thankyou Alex for the link)
Hope you are having a good lazy Sunday.

