Though I’ve concluded posting about my research trip to China, I must add this one about my final stop in Hong Kong,where I was to visit my cousin Angela and spend a few days winding down and enjoying some r&r before catching a flight back to Newark to face the empty page. Well, that was the original plan anyway. And by now, you know something about me and original plans!
Yes, well, these original plans went out the window before I even boarded my flight to China. In September, I sat next to an author at the Princeton Book Festival named @AmeDyckman (that’s not her real name, that’s her Twitter name). Afterwards, she tweeted me @lenorelook and pointed out that @stylinlibrarian (now, that’s a name!) was holding a copy of Alvin Ho in her blog banner. Of course I had to check it out, and sure enough, there she was — her nose in an Alvin book and her bespectacled gaze admonishing us to go away and let her read! I wrote and thanked @stylinlibrarian for headlining my book (I mean that’s really something special!), and then we were friends, just like that! You can read about it here.
So that’s how I ended up dragging a ton of show-and-tell stuff for a school visit across thousands of miles through China — on and off planes, up and down buses, in and out of subways, trains, taxis, and even a couple of rickshaws — for an entire month, until I got to the wonderful Bradbury School in Hong Kong, on Thursday, 14 November 2012:Where the principal’s parking space was just perfect for Ruby Lu:And where the amazing Debbie Alvarez (her real name) a k a stylinlibrarian, was waiting for me at the front door:Hello, Debbie and a sqillion young readers!
And good-bye, to winding down!
When you do Author Day, you have to work your butt off, honey, or else!
But first, a lovely sign welcoming me:A cheerful entrance to the library:More cheery posters to make me feel special:A beautiful display of my books and a lovely librarian’s assistant, Debra Perrin, who rocked a British accent and took most of the photographs that I used below. She also fortified me in the afternoon with tea and biscuits:But first, I had to get to work!!!
And time for me to have tea and Digestive biscuits!
Mmmmm. They taste a lot better than they sound. I was hooked from the first bite and didn’t stop to take a photo, I was eating so fast. Holding the attention of a sqillion children under six works up a tremendous appetite. I could have eaten a double-deckered bus! But I didn’t. Thank you, Debra!!!
Then the mid-levels (not apartment buildings, but students, this is a British school after all), came to see me next.
After a quick lunch with the grown-ups in the teachers lounge (I still can’t believe I’m allowed into teachers lounges these days), I held a writers workshop for a select group of young authors: We worked on how to find the best beginning to any piece of writing:And how to make a metaphor that will linger in a reader’s mind long after they’ve finished the book (or writing assignment).
That’s a LOT to learn over lunch!
TGTWSSITE Thank God They Were Still Smiling In The End:After that, I walked into the gymnasium where the upper levels were seated and waiting: Yikes!!! If I had known that becoming an author would mean getting up in front of big groups like this, I would have done better at math!
Actually, it’s not that bad once you get used to it. An empty stomach helps. A tummy full of Digestive biscuits helps even more. Deep breathing works, sort of.
When you’re an author, the best thing to do to calm your nerves is to remember that they’re your readers. They’d rather see you now while you’re alive, than when you’re dead and giving tours in your home.
So I talked a bit about my books, and gave them tips and helpful hints on how to become an author (SO many hands shot up when I asked, “Who wants to be an author?”).
There was even time for a lesson on Shakespearean insults:Then I got my butt kicked by the teacher in the green shirt in our Shakespearean show-down:I later found out that he’s an author too! His name is Kris Stanhope. And this is his book:I eat humble pie.
When you’re an author, you eat a LOT of it.
Sometimes when you do Author Day, a reader will come right out with it and say, “I wish my school had invited __________, instead.” (Fill in the blank with the name of any author who has had a book turned into a movie.) When that happens, it’s over for you. Suddenly the entire gang will find the courage to be truthful with you too.
So getting whooped at Shakespearean insulting is nothing.
But meeting an author who is so humble he didn’t even mention his book while you talked non-stop all day about yours, is, well, very humbling.
Mr. Stanhope, Thou art a geeky, keyboard-pecking, humbler-than-cardboard-I-hope-you-win-the-Newbery-someday, Fat-ars-ky clever good egg!!! How’s that for a Shakespearean compliment?
My day at Bradbury ended with these readers asking to pose for a photo with me just as we were all leaving the school:Of course I said yes, but I prefer this photo of them without me. Thank you, boys, for the perfect ending to the perfect day at your school!
And thank you, Debbie, for hosting such a marvelous day for me. I had so much fun 😀 and enjoyed every minute of it, even the humble pie :).
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