To any future writing conference organizers who might be reading this blog post, I have a single piece of advice: Hire Sara Zarr to deliver your keynote. WHATEVER IT TAKES.
At the New York SCBWI conference last weekend, Sara got a standing ovation from a crowd that was really, really not in a standing ovation mood. It was nine o’clock in the freaking morning, to start with. We were sleepy. We had all been up late drinking the night before, and had already been through a full day (or for some attendees, two full days) of sessions.
But Sara’s speech tapped into something that probably every writer and illustrator in that room was thinking, or feeling, or had thought or felt, and it made me and everyone else I talked to about it get all overwhelmed and closed-up-throat-feeling and “It felt like she was seeing the inside of my soul.”
Seriously. There has been a lot written and said over the years about how important it is to carve out and protect your creative life, which is what Sara’s speech was about. But there was something about what she said, and the way she said it, that rose far above everything else I’ve ever heard or read on the topic. I’m still processing it all now, and I feel like I need to watch a video of her speech about five more times to really absorb it all.
But. There was other awesomeness at the conference besides Sara Zarr. There were other people! People to talk to! Writer and illustrator people!
I met Ashley Wolff, who illustrates the Miss Bindergarten books, of which my nephews are huge fans. I met Louise Borden, who has written a ton of picture books that I can’t wait to get for my nephews (seriously, how awesome does The Last Day of School look?). In fact, I came home with a long list of kids’ books I’m psyched to get, and they aren’t all YAs, either. It was awesome hanging out with kids’ writers from different genres. Sometimes it feels like YA writers exist in a tiny little bubble, and it’s fun to talk craft and industry with people who live in a different part of the bigger bubble. (You know, I don’t think that bubble metaphor I just attempted held up, but whatever, I’m more of a simile girl anyway.)
And I met more awesome writers, like agency brother Bryan Bliss and Absolute Writer Ellen Goodlett and fellow DC-er Guinevere Rowell. And I met Sonia Gensler, who has a book coming out this summer called The Revenant which I hadn’t heard about until she handed me a bookmark for it but which I am now super psyched about, because, dude, ghosts! Victorian ghosts! And I met Lee Wind, who runs the blog I’ve been following for years now for book recs and other gay news, I’m Here, I’m Queer, What the Hell Do I Read? And, most exciting of all, I met my agent, Jim McCarthy, for the first time ever, and got to hear him talk about my book in front of a room full of people, which was very cool and also somehow a little bit terrifying. Plus I got to hang out all weekend with my agent sister Jessica Spotswood and her critique partner Kathleen Foucart and their roommate Tiffany Trent and all these other fabulous people.
And speaking of fabulous people, I have to talk about the LGBT panel now.
Because the thing is, I feel like I sit around thinking about LGBT stuff in YA books ALL THE DAMN TIME. Seriously, if I’m not thinking about my WIP, or Glee, or, like, Pop Tarts or something, odds are I’m thinking about LGBT YA. And to be surrounded by a room full of 50 writers (plus an editor & agent, who happened to be MY agent) talking about how they sit around thinking about it too, it was just… I don’t even have the words. We talked about hypothetical gay couples who sparkle in the sunshine. We talked about how there are surprisingly more books with transgender main characters than bisexual main characters (and I have a theory about that, but I’ll save it for some future post). We talked about mean editors who make writers take gay characters out of books, and whether or not you really need to be able to sell your book in middle America to be successful, and Frankie Landau-Banks’ lesbian sister Zelda (who I had totally forgotten existed, and Disreputable History is one of my all-time favorite YAs!).
But mostly we talked about how we all liked writing about gay characters. And to be in a big room full of people who all like doing that? Seriously. Like I said, I don’t even have words. Can we please have an LGBT-only kidlit writers’ conference sometime where we can just talk this stuff through all day?
There is a lot more I could say about the weekend ― how freaky it was to live my 10-year-old fantasy of hearing Lois Lowry talk about the Anastasia books; how unexpectedly funny R.L. Stine turned out to be; how for my next conference I will need to be less of a procrastinator and make myself some gosh darn business cards already.
But instead I will give some links:
- Candy Gourlay’s excellent blog post on Sara Zarr’s speech
- Suzanne Young’s official writeup of the LGBT panel
- Agent Jim’s amusing post on his conference experiences
And finish up with a picture of me (far right) with Agent Jim (far left, obv) and agent-sisters (L-R) Suzanne Young and Jessica Spotswood:
Conference yay!
