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Social Media, Being a Middle Grade Author and Self-Control

IMG_0005As an author, it’s really important to have a so-called platform. What does that mean? Sometimes I’m not really sure but it sounds slightly politically with a mix of marketing thrown in. It means that when your name is out there in the public that it should be recognizable. So people can say, “Oh, I know that author. She’s the one who writes about gardening and does lots of public awareness about the value of earthworms.” Or that other author, “she’s that train person.” Or, “she’s the princess one” etc. Another words, we’re supposed to be a branded imprint like Dr. Pepper or Juicy Jeans. My immediate reaction is—Ugh! That sounds so strategic and pigeonhole-y. Like once I’m known as that middle grade author who writes about trains, that’s where I should stay, lest there is market confusion. But on the other hand, it’s not a bad thing to be known, is it? In fact, it helps our work find readers.

But what I really want to talk about how this relates to social media. Why? Because social media is a part of an author platform and it’s a good thing because it allows you to respond to important people such as your readers, librarians, teachers, booksellers, and other authors. You can create networking opportunities and provides another medium in which to express yourself.

But it can also take away from the time that you, you know, write, which is how I’m told you create books.

I’m a fan of social media. But it can be easily get a little obsessive. You can start to worry when nobody retweets your tweet or you get no likes. And then, maybe, you can start to compose a post based on what others will like. Yes, sometimes this happens to me. As a middle grade author, I want to be liked. But also as a person, I want to be liked. I actually have a new book coming out in the spring about a tween (who is obsessed with the number of likes she gets) whose parents shut down her social media and she’s got to figure out what she actually likes.

So here I am writing a story for tween girls about learning to like yourself and not to write or do stuff so you get a lot of kudos and yet what do I? I check and re-check a Facebook post to see how many likes trickle on in. A couple of times a day, I check Twitter to see how many new followers that I’ve gotten.

In other words, I am just as bad as Karma Cooper, the 12 year-old protagonist in Queen of Likes. And I should know better, much better. So recently, I’ve taken a new pledge to not obsessively check in on responses to what I post. Look, there is nothing wrong with checking, but not every fifteen minutes throughout your day! I value my writing time, but when it’s continually interrupted, it takes me far too long to re-engage with my work. So that’s why my New Year’s pledge is to use my new App, Self-Control, which allows me to determine how long I want to turn off my internet and email so I can completely focus on writing. That means, if I set if for two hours, let’s say, I can then go check my Facebook or Twitter and then use my Self-Control to get back to writing. Self-Control https://selfcontrolapp.comis a free app for Mac OS X that blocks access to distracts. There are other apps out there, as well. And PC users might want to try Freedom (I used to have it but my new Mac doesn’t work well with it).

So ultimately, this post is about time management, isn’t it? Social media is another way to communicate, a wonderful to connect to a larger community. But it also can become a distraction, no matter your profession.

I’m looking forward to continue to be active in social media but to do it more wisely, and to not let my popularity (or lack thereof) consume me, instead I want to concentrate on authentically communicating and creating community.

Hillary Homzie is the author of the forthcoming Queen of Likes (Simon & Schuster MIX 2016), The Hot List (Simon & Schuster MIX 2011) and Things Are Gonna Be Ugly (Simon & Schuster, 2009). She can be found at hillaryhomzie.com and on her Facebook page.

Writing for the Generations

Well our fathers fought the Second World War
Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore
Met our mothers in the USO
Asked them to dance
Danced with them slow
And we’re living here in Allentown
–Billy Joel, “Allentown”

When World War II ended, American soldiers returned home en masse to start new families. Their children were the Baby Boomer generation–the first kids to grow up with television, the first kids to encounter rock and roll music at a high school, the ones who might have watched a live Moon landing and been inspired to careers in science.

I came along a couple decades later. Growing up in the 1970s and 80s, I had Baby Boomer teachers who were the audience for my first writing assignments. The Baby Boomer authors of then-contemporary books were the models I tried to emulate. When I was first trying to break into publishing, Baby Boomers were the mentors who spoke to me about their own struggles with writing for a younger generation. Paula Danziger told me her theory that a high school generation was only four years long–which meant that eight years out of high school, I was already two generations removed from the experience!

“Wheel of Fortune”, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, China’s under martial law
Rock and roller cola wars, I can’t take it anymore!
–Billy Joel, “We Didn’t Start the Fire”

I’d always had a vague sense that many of the books in our school library weren’t really written for me. The classics of prior decades sometimes included confusing instances of 1960s counter-culture, or references to songs, shows, and movies that my friends and I had never heard of. Even the newly-published books had moments where the styles, themes, tastes, and experiences didn’t match the needs of Generation X. We needed more books about kids with working moms or divorced parents that weren’t issue books about working moms or divorced parents. And we definitely needed more computers in our books than we were getting.

Desktop computers became a big thing in the 1980s. Time Magazine’s Person of the Year for 1983 was a desktop computer–except that they weren’t yet called desktop computers because there was no other kind. Our junior high school had a computer lab of TSR-80s, and friends of mine had Apple IIs or Timex Sinclair 1000s. My first Internet experience was logging into a bulletin board with a 1200-baud modem in 1987.

But the characters in our books only had computers if the machines were big, crazy, complex things that tended to become sentient and wanted to take over the world. The Baby Boomer authors of the time clearly weren’t as comfortable with the technology as their Generation X readers.

That’s why, when I started writing, I wrote for me. For little kid me, who saw gaps in his bookshelf where there should have been Gen X adventures. My characters had computers they used for doing homework, sending email, and writing their own stories. Computers weren’t the focus of the story but they existed for my characters as they had for me.

Today, I don’t write for myself anymore. My current audience is the new generation that my children are a part of, the ones who come after the Millennials. My goal is to fill some of the gaps that exist in their bookshelves. We Need Diverse Books is a long-overdue effort to identify and fill some of those gaps to reflect the diversity of our culture, something all authors need to immerse themselves in, but there are other gaps that require us to figure out who these kids are, what they have in common, what makes them tick, and how they are different from the generations that came before them.

I was reminded of this recently when MTV took a stab at the first step in describing a new generation–tagging them with a cute nickname. Some people have been calling them Generation Z, recognizing that “Millennial” is an awful name that should be retconned into Generation Y. I once put forward Generation XII for the same reason. Others are calling them the iGeneration because of the influence of iPhones, iPads, and the Internet on their lives. MTV, after first asking the kids what they’d want to be called, is throwing out “The Founders.” Because prior generations have messed the world up so much that it needs to be rebuilt from scratch.

The Founders have never known a world without the Internet. I know kids who are so steeped in Internet culture that they identify the second in a series by the “hashtag-two” on the cover. The Founders have never known a U.S. President who wasn’t black, except in their history texts. The Founders don’t accept books that acknowledge the existence of cell phones but don’t provide characters with “enough bars” for their use. Founder activities are more heavily scheduled than mine ever were, with more sports leagues and fewer unsupervised games of stickball in the middle of the street. While we grew up with concerns about dirty water and dirty air, the Founders are growing up with the prospect of catastrophic global climate change. While we grew up with Soviet ICBMs aimed at our cities, they are growing up with terrorism.

Writing for the Founders is an honor, a privilege, and a challenge. They’re going to need some amazing books to inspire all that founding that needs to be done.


Greg R. Fishbone is the author of the Galaxy Games series of sports and sci-fi books for the Founders.

Reflection, Thanks and Looking Ahead

Hello, Mixed-Up Filers!

Happy Holidays!!

It’s been just about three months since my last post and hope all of you are doing well. I was originally going to post about middle grade books about the holidays, but decided to forego it this time. I apologize in advance, since I know I did the same thing last time, and I know it’s frowned upon to deviate from writing about all things middle grade here. And honestly, who can blame them, since we need only look to the name of the site! 🙂 Though, I am very much enjoying, The Naughty List, by Michael Fry and Bradley Jackson. It’s about a girl who tries to help her brother, but inadvertently lands him on Santa’s naughty list. She has to travel to the North Pole to fix things.

the naughty list

Anyway, next time, I promise to spew nothing but middle grade, so hopefully this time, it’ll be okay…

So, since we are nearing the end of another year, I’m naturally filled with a combination of reflection and also since we are in the midst of Chanukah now, and Christmas is only a couple of weeks away, I guess I’m also feeling in the holiday spirit and want to share that with everyone as well. So, if you’ll indulge me one last time…here we go.

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Just to start, I want to reflect on the year that’s ending. As I said, I know it’s natural as we reach December, but I sure have been doing a lot of it lately. I hope 2015 was a good year for all of you. Mine was filled with fantastic highs and unbelievable lows. After working hard, for what seemed like forever, I finally got an agent. I’ve heard many people say it’s usually not on the first book you’ve written and they were right. That high was tied into my extreme low, since as I wrote last time, my father passed away, but at least I was able to tell him before he did. I keep thinking back to that moment, how proud he was. I wish I got to tell him more good news in that regard, but unfortunately, it wasn’t to be at that time.

I was reminded again how valuable family and friendship is, both in person and virtually, by all the people who either came to me in person or reached out virtually to drop some kind words. For everyone who did, I thank you.

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Shortly after my father passed, my favorite baseball team, the Mets, went on an unbelievable run to reach the World Series. I promise you now, I kept thinking my Dad had something to do with it. That was his little way of letting me know he was okay and doing something for us. I felt it so much, that when they lost, I came crashing back down hard. I guess not even Angel Dad could do enough miracles, where the Mets are concerned. But, several weeks after that, my youngest daughter pitched her team to winning the championship. I can’t even begin to tell you how proud I was and I’d take that over the Mets winning any day.  The first moment alone later that night, I got emotional and shared that one with Dad.

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I want to thank this site, FromtheMixedUpFiles, for putting up with me for another year and giving me a place to share my love of Middle Grade. It really is a great site and has anything and everything you could possibly want, even my nonsense.

from the mixed up

I want to thank the people who take the time to read my posts. I joke every time about my two regulars, one of whom may or may not be my Mom, but according to the data I received from the focus groups, I have reason to believe my readership is at least double that amount. So, to the four of you, I thank you.

I want to thank all the other contributors on this site, for making it such an incredible stop for anyone who loves middle grade. As I stated above, it really does have everything. New book releases. Author interviews. Book giveaways. Fun information. And even me! But, honestly, the other contributors are just fantastic and whether I was a part of this site or not, I’d be reading it all the time.

For the writing community I’m a part of, I know a writer’s life, by nature, is solitary, but I am grateful to have many friendships where we can support each other and bounce ideas off each other. That is important, because otherwise, doubt can creep in, so I thank you.

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To my family, who put up with a lot to give me time to write. I thank you.

For 2016, I want to wish all of you much success and happiness in your endeavors.

For those writers seeking an agent, I hope this is the year you break through and get one.

For those with an agent, I hope this is the year you land that huge sale and get published.

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Hope you all receive only good news from your families and your careers.

Hope you find that book that you just can’t put down and want to reread and share it with everyone.

Hope your teams win (unless they’re playing mine! 🙂 )

Hope your kids win their games or make honor roll or excel in whatever activity they like.

If you’re a kid reading this, do your best, try hard, have fun and nothing else matters except that.

Hope above all else, I hope everyone finds at least a little bit of love and happiness this coming year, because we all deserve that.

Thank you again for indulging me. Next time we see each other here, it’ll be on the other side of 2016 and I promise, promise, promise to get back to middle grade posts.

2016

But until then, I wish you all the very happiest of holidays and a very Happy New Year and thank you again, for allowing me to be a part of your lives.

happy new year

 

Jonathan