Liz Kessler's blog

Facing up to the truth of my Blogability

2011-10-18T17:43:00.000+01:00

If you have visited me here before, you'll know that I am RUBBISH at keeping my blog up to date. So I have made what I think is a very sensible decision. I'm scrapping it! Well, not exactly scrapping it. It will still exist (for now, anyway) but I'm no longer going to kid myself - or any of you - that I stand any chance of keeping it up to date!

So instead, I've joined a very wonderful and lovely blog run by a group of authors called The Scattered Authors' Society - or The 'other' SAS. I've been in the SAS for about ten years, so I'm very excited to be joining their blog, which is called An Awfully Big Blog Adventure - or ABBA. (We do seem to like our acronyms in the SAS!)

You can follow the ABBA blog here...

http://awfullybigblogadventure.blogspot.com/

There's generally a new blog EVERY DAY! (Fancy that!) Each day's blog is written by a different children's author and it's really varied and interesting and fun and fab! Which is one reason why I'm so excited to be joining it. The other reason is because I only have to write a blog once a month when it's my turn, and I THINK I might just manage that. We'll see...

If you want to read my first ABBA blog, follow this link...

http://awfullybigblogadventure.blogspot.com/2011/10/letters-from-dentist-liz-kessler.html

See you over there, and thanks for all your support :)

Liz xx

Ten Reasons Why I Loved the Edinburgh Literary Festival

2011-08-31T13:30:00.001+01:00

1. I got one of these…

Which I will probably never get the chance to wear again, but I was allowed to keep it, so it will go in my box of special writerly things.

2. I hung out with fab fab fab fellow authors like Annabel Pitcher, Marcus Sedgwick, Caroline Lawrence, Malorie Blackman, Linda Strachan, Moira Munro and lots more.

3. I hung out with Jacqueline Wilson too. (If being at the table next to her at breakfast in the hotel and exchanging a polite smile can be classed as ‘hanging out’.)

4. I experienced The Yurt – of which I had heard. Sitting in the Edinburgh Festival Authors’ Yurt sipping earl grey is one of those rights of passage that makes you feel you’ve really arrived as an author.

5. I went to see some extremely wonderful shows which were on at the Fringe Festival. (Fascinating Aida, Ruby Wax, Idiots of Ants – all brilliant!)

6. I LOVED doing my event.

7. Which was sold out. (By the fabbest, nicest crowd ever!)

8. I indulged my stationery obsession by spending about two hours in Paperchase (we don’t have sophisticated shops like that where I live).

9. I also indulged my inner grammar fascist when I discovered that even the people who write signs for the authors’ area at a BOOK FESTIVAL do not know how to use apostrophes.

10. Most of all – I just loved the fact that I was asked to be part of this brilliant, fun, exciting and hugely entertaining event. Thank you to all involved in putting this on. And thank you to Orion for helping make it happen. (And for introducing me to Vodka Martinis, which it turns out are rather nice.)

Why I Haven't Blogged Since May

2011-08-24T13:57:00.000+01:00

It has to be said, it's been a very busy time. Here's what I've been up to...

Firstly we've had lots of friends and family visiting, which has involved things like taking them out on fishing trips.

Followed by cooking lots of lovely meals from our catch. (We caught the mackerel. The rest came from a shop.)

I've been making new friends.

...and trying to find a quiet spot away from the millions of holiday-makers who love St Ives as much as I do.

I've been running creative writing workshops...

...going on writing retreats with fellow children's authors...

...visiting beautiful locations to get inspiration for my next book...

And, of course, finding a bit of time to write.

Hope you're having a lovely summer! Let me know what you've been up to too!

xxx

When is a Writer Not a Writer?

2011-05-10T12:00:00.003+01:00

What exactly am I?

Don't worry, I'm not getting all existentialist on you. Just wondering what my job really is. I mean, on one level, it's easy. A gardener gardens; a teacher teaches; a writer writes. But we don't just do that, do we? Take the gardener, for example. He (or she - but the only ones I know are definitely 'he's) has conversations with his clients; he draws sketches; sometimes builds walls; he shops for plants; he builds decking - and in the height of summer, he prances round in shorts and bare chest and the lady next door suddenly seems to remember she has a lot of gardening to do, herself (even if it does mostly seem to involve stopping for a cup of tea to admire the view.)

And don't even get me started on how much more there is to being a teacher than the actual time spent in front of a class teaching. I used to be one, so I know!

But writers. What do we do? When I'm writing the first draft of a book, it's quite straightforward. I sit at my computer for hours on end, bashing away at my keyboard and lots of words appear on the screen in front of me. I'm writing.

Even when I'm editing - you still see the words. Yes, they might be heavily obscured by the red scrawl all over them and the lines scratched across half of them. But it's still about sentences, it's about paper. At this stage I have a pen in my hand most of the time, which would give anyone a clue: I'm a writer.

But what about the part that comes before all that? The part I'm in now? The part where the novel's winter is moving into spring (check out my 10 March post, if you want to know what I'm talking about here!) What exactly am I doing now, and daring to call it work?

Well, I'm taking walks along the coast path and staring wistfully out to sea. I'm sitting in my study, looking vaguely out of the window and letting my mind wander. I'm lounging around in cafe bars with a notebook, writing a few notes and simply watching people interact. Can I call this working?

It's even worse when we have friends to stay (which is a fact of your life when you live in a beautiful seaside town). In a couple of months I'll be able to tell them I'm off to work. I'll disappear upstairs to my study and emerge a few hours later telling them I've done 2,000 words, so my work for the day is done. Anyone can get that. We understand numbers. But what about now? How do I explain that what I'm doing now is work, too? 'Sorry, I can't come out, I have to work,' I say, as I mooch down to the local cafe bar and hang out drinking cups of tea and gazing around for a couple of hours. Or lie on the beach with my notebook and pen, and headphones on, staring at the sea. Work? Really?

At this stage, what I really feel like is an explorer of undiscovered territories. An archaeologist. The story is out there somewhere, like the hidden Atlantis, buried deep under hundreds of feet of rubble. The writer's job is to find it. And the trick is having the skills, and the tools, to do so.

First, you have to figure out where to look. That's the bit where you do LOTS of wandering around looking a bit like a zombie, part in this world, part on another plane.

Once you've got an idea about where to look, you start to sift carefully, very carefully, around. Every now and then, you'll come across something valuable. Sometimes, you think you've got a major find, only to realise later it was just a piece of worthless stone which you have to discard. Other times, you find a matching piece to the one you discovered a week ago. Those are the exciting moments! Yes! It's coming together!

Finally, you have excavated as much as you can, and you have to start putting it together. That's when you need to become an expert at jigsaws. Tiny piece by tiny piece, you begin to form the picture. Slowly, slowly, it emerges, like a miracle in front of your eyes. Until, at some point, you realise - you have a story. It works!

Eight times, I've been through this adventure. And now I'm at the start of it all again. I have the same questions and fears each time. Will I find the site? Will there be anything there? Will I be able to piece it together? And how can I convince my friends - and myself - that I really am working?

And that's when you need your most important tool. Faith, belief, trust - call it what you will. It's like Neptune's trident. It's like the gardener's imagination or the teacher's commitment to her students. It's the glue that runs through everything; the map that will help you find your way there - even though the map was written with invisible ink.

So it's book nine and I'm setting off again. I'm packing lightly this time, but I'm pretty sure I've got everything I need. I've packed my notebook, my pen, my imagination and my invisible map - and I'm off to look for Atlantis.

My Blog Tour for A Year Without Autumn

2011-04-01T16:42:00.001+01:00

The Ten Traits of a True Writer

2011-03-31T09:28:00.002+01:00

Before I was published, my 'real' job was as a teacher. But my absolute passion was writing. I did it all the time, I thought about it all the time. I even ended up leaving my job for it, and scraping a living with a few part-time jobs so I could indulge my passion as much as possible. I was desperate to be published, and determined that it would happen, and in my heart, I knew that writing was the only thing I'd ever really wanted to do.

And yet I still couldn't call myself a writer.

Why? Because I didn't have a book deal. No one had yet come up to me and said 'I will pay you some money and I will turn your stories into things with covers that people can go into a shop to buy.' As soon as they did say this (obviously not using these exact words, as that would just have been silly) I was released. Finally, I could call myself a writer.

But should it really be like this? Should someone else offering us a contract to sign really be what it takes to define ourselves as writers? I don't think it should. And so, after about ten years of working full time as a writer (YAY! A fact I am still grateful for every day) and observing my own and my fellow writers' habits and psyches, I am today declaring a new way to tell if you really are a true writer. If you can tick off most of the points below, then forget the contract, the books, the sales...you're a writer!

1. You possess at least one decent pair of pyjamas and are happy to stay in them for half the day. When the postman knocks on the door with a parcel at midday, and you rush down the stairs, hair askew, PJs and slippers still on, you breathlessly announce, 'I haven't just got up. I've been working since 7, honest,' and even though he doesn't believe you, you don't mind. All you're bothered about is that you can sign his modern electronic thingy as quickly as possible and get back to work.

2. You are addicted to tea, and drink anywhere between five and ten cups a day. At the end of the day, when your partner comes home from work and can't find a cup anywhere, you quietly slip into your office and retrieve the seven cups that are scattered around your desk, abandoned because you were so involved in your work you forgot to take them back to the kitchen. (NB Can be substituted for coffee. The important thing is the 'lots of' and the leaving dirty mugs around the place.)

3. You have a thing about notebooks. Big, small, glittery fairies on the cover or deep-smelling black leather - it doesn't matter. What matters is that you have a whole shelf of them in your cupboard, most of which you will probably never use because you don't want to sully their beautiful smooth clean whiteness.

4. You have a borderline obsession with stationery. You cannot pass a Staples without swerving towards the door. And don't even get me started on Paperchase.

5. While we're on the subject...you don't like it when people get 'stationery' and 'stationary' mixed up. Or use apostrophe's when they shouldn't. (Yes, I did put that one in there on purpose. It was a joke. Did you spot it instantly? Good sign!) You have probably at some point in your life either asked to see the manager or defaced a restaurant's menu in the name of good grammar.

6. You ~~like going on lots of holidays~~ are willing to give up your free time for essential research. (Why do you think I was so happy when I realised my second book was set in the Bermuda Triangle...?)

7. You have a good internet connection. This is essential, so that as soon as you switch on your computer to get down to work, you can write lots of emails to your friends, upload your latest pics onto your facebook page, check your amazon sales rankings, write a new blog, read all your favourite blogs, and then tweet about how upset you are that you haven't got any work done yet.

8. You have a good memory. Your first book comes out. There are twenty glowing reviews on Amazon. And then...dun dun DUNNNNNNN.... (that was dramatic music, by the way) someone gives it TWO STARS!! You are spitting with rage. You want to reply. (Just type 'Jacqueline Howett' into Google if you are ever tempted to do this.) Eventually you calm down. But the two star review is the one you never forget.

9. You go round giving people advice like 'always carry a notebook with you', but because you fail to take your own sage advice, you have a drawer full of serviettes, menus and receipts, covered in illegible scrawl - or to put it differently 'the breakthrough idea that is going to propel your book to the top of New York Times bestseller list'. And yes, you will also wonder why you always get your best ideas when you're out having a cuppa with your mum.

10. And OK, I'll get serious then. The final point on your list. You have an over-riding passion for stories and characters and words. Your book is with you constantly. You could be out anywhere, doing anything, and someone will say something that you think sounds cool, and you will want to use it in your next book. You'll bore all of your friends as you ask them to help you come up with a title for a book that they haven't even read yet because you haven't let them (and it isn't actually finished). You can experience any situation - good or bad - and know that nothing is wasted if you're a writer. Everything is inspiration. And even in the quieter times, the 'winter' of your story (see previous blog on the Seasons of Writing!) you know that if you couldn't write, you'd only feel half alive.

Join the Book Chain...

2011-03-16T09:28:00.004Z

OK, so I’ve had this idea. It was inspired by the wonderful World Book Night that took place a couple of weeks ago, where people gave away stacks of books. It was also inspired by a conversation with fellow author Tracy Alexander at a writers’ weekend. My plan is to give away my own books! You get the book, read it, rate it and pass it on. A bit like a chain letter – only much more fun!

I’ve called it a 'book chain'. (See what I did there? Kind of like ‘chain letter’, except it’s a book. Clever, huh?)

So here’s what happens. We start with me giving away a few books. Luckily, my lovely publishers are providing a few proofs of my new book, A Year Without Autumn, so I can do this. Here's the book...

And here's where you can read a bit more about it if you want to see if you think it sounds like your kind of thing...

A Year Without Autumn

So – I give away a copy of my book to, say, you. Your job is to read it, put your name and age in the back. (The age bit is for me to see who’s enjoying my books and who isn’t, so when people ask what age group my book is aimed at, I can answer much more confidently than I have been up to now!)

Then you give it a star rating, 1 – 5.

Then the exciting bit. You GIVE IT TO SOMEONE ELSE!

Now, I know that this bit will be hard, because obviously you’ll have loved the book SO much, you won’t want to part with it. But hopefully you’ll get an even greater sense of satisfaction from knowing that you took part in the early stages of this ground-breaking experiment. So go on, uncurl your fingertips from the edge of the page, and give it away!

But you have to think carefully about who to give it to. Try to think of someone who you think will enjoy it. Explain to them what they have to do (the instructions will also be written in the book) and point out that when they’ve done all this, they’ll have to pass it on and explain it all to the next person too!

Two things to note!

Thing one: If you liked the book so much that you gave it a top star rating, I would be enormously and forever grateful if you would then go to Amazon and put a review on there too.

Thing two: If you are person number ten to read the book, you have a special task. You have to send the book back to me! After you’ve read the book, email me via my website (the email address will be in the book) to find out how to do this.

So, only one thing remains…

Picking the first person to chain-book!

Would you like it to be you? Well, here’s how to do it! First, you have to have a think and a chat with your friends. Are you confident you could get the book around ten people? Are they people who you trust not to break the chain? Do you think they’ll all love my books so much that every single one will rush to Amazon and give it a five star review?

If you answered yes to all of these (particularly the last one!) (Only joking. Kind of.) simply write a comment at the end of this blog, telling me why I should choose you! (Also tell me which country you’re in as this will affect which book you get. I’m hoping I can send this book out in the US too, but if they haven’t got it yet, I might send you Emily Windsnap and the Siren’s Secret instead, as that’s the latest book out in the states.) I’ll give you a week to do this, and then I will pick THREE winners.

Each winner will have to email me (lizkesslerweb@hotmail.co.uk) with an address to send the book to, and we’ll get the ball rolling. Or the book book-chaining. Or something.

Just to make it even more fun, how about we try to keep tabs on what’s happening with each book? Once I’ve sent the books out, as well as all the millions of instructions I’ve given so far, how about each time you pass it on, you post a comment on my facebook page saying which number person you’re up to. (Can you tell I’m making this up as I go along?) You can find my facebook page here:

My Facebook Page

So, this all sounds ~~like a complicated nightmare~~ like fun, eh?

One last thing! If you're a writer, why not start a book chain with your books too? If you do, come back and let us know how it goes!

Let's see how far we can spread the chain...

Trusting the Seasons of Writing

2011-03-10T09:44:00.002Z

I was on my fourth book, and it wasn’t going well.

There were tears. There was anxiety. And I was pretty sure there was about to be a realisation that the entire 40,000 words I’d already written were completely and utterly rubbish.

‘I think I might have writer’s block,’ I said to a friend.

‘I can’t do this writing lark any more,’ I said to another.

‘How much would it cost me to pay back the advance and go and work in a café instead?’ I said to my agent.

And then, luckily, magically, wonderfully, my incessant and probably incredibly annoying whingeing fell on the right ears. Those ears belonged to my good friend and fellow children’s author, Jen Alexander.

‘You’re not blocked; it’s just winter,’ she said.

I looked out of the window. The sun was shining and the flowers were in full bloom.

‘Err…’ I began.

‘Not actual winter, of course,’ she said patiently. ‘Just winter for this particular book.’

If you haven’t met Jen, let me explain. One of the wonderful things about her is that she has this extraordinary knack of seeing things from a new and brilliant angle. It’s as if she finds a light that you hadn’t noticed before and shines it on your problem. Once she’s done that, you suddenly see everything differently, and then you realise that the light had in fact been there all along and you never need to go back to the darkness.

So I got a cup of tea, made myself comfy and listened. Here’s what she told me, and I’m sharing it with you because it is one of the most amazing things anyone has ever told me, and it revolutionised my relationship with writing.

Each book, like each year, has its seasons. It starts with winter. This is the time when we huddle up against the cold, not enjoying it very much. We can’t see much colour, nothing’s in bloom, and we find it hard to believe things will ever be different. At this stage, it’s very easy to panic and think that nothing is happening. But this is when we need to trust. It’s there. It’s happening. We just can’t see it. Under the ground, new life is beginning. In the back of the mind, in the dark recesses we haven’t accessed yet, the idea is slowly, slowly starting to form. So this is when we need to metaphorically snuggle up in front of the fire with a bunch of DVD box sets, and stop worrying about what’s going on outside. Nature is working it all out just fine without our conscious awareness.

Next is spring. This is when tiny shoots begin to appear. A little bit of colour here. A snowdrop there. Spring is the time when the occasional idea pops up. It’s also the time when you have to be careful not to be too heavy-handed with them. You’ll have the urge to leap on every idea and delve into each one. But don’t! You’ll trample your seeds down before they’ve had a chance to fully open. Just keep a notebook handy, scribble down the ideas as they come, and then leave them alone while you go about your business admiring the new scents and sights, and not forcing anything to grow too fast.

And then, the summer. Oh boy. It’s all blooming now. Beautiful fresh flowers bursting out all around you. New scents every day. The world is suddenly ALIVE! This is when the story is flowing so fast you can hardly keep up with it. It's when your partner moans that they never see you, and when you emerge from your study at the end of each day glowing and exhausted. Enjoy!

And then it’s over. The summer has ended. Remember the book that you thought was never going to happen, back in cold December? Guess what? You’ve written it! And now it’s autumn. This is the time to let it all go. Take time out. Let the creative pool lie fallow for a bit (and maybe mix a metaphor or two while you’re at it!) You need this time to let everything lie still to restock and refill. Give yourself a break, congratulate yourself for what you’ve done, and remember to get ready to trust that it WILL all happen again…

My eighth book, A Year Without Autumn, is about to come out. Maybe it was thinking about this book, and in particular its title, that made me want to share this theory now.

Or maybe it’s the fact that it completely transformed my feelings about writing, and turned me into the happy, trusting and much more confident writer that I am today.

I don’t know which of these it was, and it doesn’t matter. What matters much more to me is simply the act of sharing it – and the hope that perhaps it might do something similar for someone else out there who is struggling in the depths of winter.

Thank you, Jen. You are as special as the first snowdrop of spring.

Ten Ways to Put Off Writing Before Breakfast

2011-02-24T08:52:00.000Z

1) Yoga. V important when you’re about to spend all day at your desk. Even better if you have a pet that likes to join in, as it will help you feel that you aren’t the most ridiculous looking one in the room.

2) Make a cuppa. Well, obviously. No brain can work without tea.

3) Tidy the office/study/studio/workspace. Whilst I’m writing a first draft, everything else in my study tends to get neglected to the point of looking a bit like my niece’s first year undergraduate kitchen on a Sunday morning. So don’t worry; ‘tidy’ merely means create a path through the boxes, cameras, paperwork and guitar so you can get to your desk.

4) Play the guitar. Now you’ve spotted it. Just a quick practice, as it loosens the cogs in your brain and makes you feel creative. Plus it means sitting in the window seat looking out at the sleepy world for a few minutes and ruminating on how lucky you are to work from home.

5) Check emails. OK, the truth is, you’ve probably already done this on your iphone while the kettle was boiling, but it never does any harm to check them again, does it?

6) Update facebook status and twitter status, get slightly distracted by a friend’s new photo album, then update both statuses again as you’ve spent so long checking your friends’ news feeds that you’ve got a whole new 140 characters’ worth of update to share by now.

7) Check your latest book’s Amazon rankings. Come on, admit it. You know you do it.

8) Phone your mum for a catch up. It was far too early to call when you crept smugly through a sleeping household to your study, but as it’s now at least an hour later, she’ll be up.

9) Repeat numbers 2-7, as it’s been so long since you last did them all, it’s about time you did them again.

10) Twiddle thumbs for a few moments, wondering whether to get down to work on your book. Then have a bright idea. Write a new blog entitled ‘Ten Ways to Put Off Writing Before Breakfast!’

Job done!

Dog Yoga

The US Book Tour

2010-09-26T11:59:00.001+01:00

Well this was just wonderful. Or in America-speak, it was AWESOME!

Flying in to Atlanta was an interesting experience. Have you ever done it? Apparently it's the busiest airport in the states - which I'm guessing must mean it's at least one of the busiest in the world. Oh my goodness, the number of planes taking off! As we landed, I could see a queue of seven planes taking off one after another - land, take off, land, take off, land, take off. A LOT of action here. Good job I've recently decided that I'm not scared of flying any more. (Seemed a sensible thing to decide, as I've so far done 16 flights this year and would otherwise have spent a lot of the year being scared!)

We were actually staying in Decatur, a small town just outside Atlanta. The reason for this destination was the fabulous (sorry - awesome!) Decatur Book Festival, which I'd been invited to.

Taking part in the Book Festival was loads of fun. As always, I really enjoyed meeting some of my readers and having a chance to share what I do, and sign some books.

Me on stage at the Decatur Book Festival

As well as the festival, I visited a few schools and bookshops and libraries. I have to say the hight point was the event with the Foxtale Book Shoppe in Woodstock. Oh my! If you live anywhere near this bookshop, you have to pay it a visit. Run by three ladies who have just the right mix of eccentricity, enthusiasm, warmth, creativity and fun, this shop is one of the nicest bookshops I've ever been to, and the event was THE best event of the book tour. (Thanks again, ladies!)

Me with the lovely Foxtale ladies

It was billed as a creative writing workshop, which I thought meant there'd be 8-10 of us sitting round a table. Wrong! A creative writing workshop Fox-style is fifty girls plus parents squeezed into every corner of the shop, and we had lots of laughs and lots of fun. And I discovered that Woodstock has lots of talented young writers!

Lots of great young writers

Just time to squeeze in a visit to the Georgia Aquarium - the biggest aquarium in the world - where I got a bit of Emily Windsnap inspiration and we saw some amazing sea life.

A handsome chap swimming above my head (behind glass, thankfully).

Moving on from Decatur, we headed for Nashville. Well, all I knew about Nashville was that it's the home of country music - but what I didn't know was that I actually really, really like country music!

We had a tour of the town, in this!

The cool way to get around Nashville

We bought cowboy boots from shops like this!

Yeehaa!

We went to bars and listened to fantastic musicians like these!

One of the many brilliant country bands we saw

And we stayed here!!

Best hotel in Tennessee, and the poshest hotel I've ever stayed in!

And I did a few events too! In Nashville, I met up with the wonderful people from Ingrams wholesalers - which was such a treat and an honour. I also met some fantastic librarians for young people and had a great afternoon at Davis Kidd, where they advertised my event with the biggest poster in the world!

This poster is now on my study wall - and only just fits!

I met lots of cool Emily Windsnap and Philippa Fisher fans

Some of the fab Emily and Philippa fans who came to my events

And I met up with a girl who brought along the Emily Windsnap box that she had literally just brought home from school.

One of the fabbest fans, who made this Emily Windsnap box

All too soon, it was time to head home. But it wasn't over yet! Just time for one last book signing - at the airport! That was a fun thing to be asked to do as I'd never done a book signing at an airport before!

My first ever airport bookstore signing!

So then it was just three flights, 23 hours of travel, 6 time zones and three days of jet lag - and it was all over!

Till the next one...

PS If you enjoyed reading this - put a comment, will you? Just so I know that people are out there and reading my ramblings!!! Thank you! : )