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HALLOWEEN SPECIAL!
MY FRIEND FROM OUTER SPACE
FREE
BOOK! 5 DAYS ONLY (Oct 27—31)
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your Kindlecopy now!
Does
Sherry really come from outer space, or is she just wearing her Halloween
costume? Read the book. Then you decide.
Happy Halloween!
Book signing at the CLCSC Award Ceremony |
After eating a delicious brunch, each of the honorees gave a five-minute talk telling about themselves and their books. Then, all of the authors and illustrators signed books (available for purchase at the event from Once Upon a Time Books.)
With past awardees and our plaques. |
It was a pleasure to be back in person at this annual event and to reconnect with the librarians and teachers who are members of CLCSC. I was also glad to have the chance to chat with the other authors who were there. With many thanks to everyone on the CLCSC board and award committee for a very enjoyable morning and for continuing to be champions of books and reading for today’s children.
Mountain Avenue School, Glendale, California |
School garden, with planting boxes covered with screens to keep out pests. |
Image of Eclipse through a pinhole. Illustration by Caroline Arnold in Sun Fun. |
Shadows of leaves on a sidewalk create images of partially obscured sun. |
It is never safe to look at the sun directly. Here's how you can experience an eclipse safely. This project is in my book Sun Fun, originally published in 1981 by Franklin Watts, and now available as an e-book on Amazon.
Eve Bunting, 2017. Santa Cruz, CA |
I first met Eve Bunting in 1977 when I heard her speak
at the summer conference of the Society of Children’s Book Writers—SCBW—at the Miramar
Hotel in Santa Monica. (The “I” for illustrators was added some years later.) Eve was already a prolific author and as she spoke in her lilting Irish accent, I
said to myself, if she ever teaches a class in the Writer’s Program at UCLA
Extension, I will take it. The following spring, her class in writing middle
grade fiction was offered, and I signed up, along with twenty other fledgling
writers. Week after week we each brought chapters of our novels to class. Eve
read them aloud and we learned about voice, point of view, setting, character
and all the elements necessary to write a compelling story. But probably the
most important advice she passed along was the role of a writing group. She
often mentioned her own writing group, Lunch Bunch, which had grown out of the
writing class she took as a beginning writer. So, like Eve and her classmates
had done, at the end of our ten-week class, we formed our own group. We met
once a month thereafter, critiquing one another’s writing, sharing news, and
soon celebrating our own publishing successes.
It was in Eve’s class that I met Herma
Silverstein. (Herma and I subsequently collaborated on two books and she also published a
number of her own.) For many years, Herma, Eve and I celebrated our birthdays
together, exchanging small gifts, eating lunch at a nice restaurant and then
going shopping. I don’t remember how this tradition started, but Eve always liked
to go out to eat and loved to shop,
especially if we could find bargains! Eve’s birthday is December 19th,
and I have many fond memories of arriving at her house in Pasadena all decorated for
Christmas, before we went out for our birthday lunch. Eve’s husband
Ed, after he retired, was always there with a smiling face to greet us at the door.
At our lunches Eve would always share her newest books and publishing news and
be eager to hear ours. After Herma moved to Palm Desert, we met less often, but Eve and I did go on an
expedition together to see her new house and go out to lunch there. (Herma passed
away several years ago.)
The last time I saw Eve in person was in 2017 after she moved to Santa Cruz to be closer to her daughter. It was on a day trip to Santa Cruz from Oakland with my friend and fellow writer Joanne Rocklin. (Joanne had also been a student in one of Eve’s UCLA classes.) Not surprisingly, Eve had some new books to show us. Again, we went out to lunch, but instead of going shopping afterward, we took a walk along the ocean cliffs on the path that began just outside the door of Eve’s house.
During the Pandemic it was
not possible to visit in person, but Eve and I kept in touch by email. In my
last email from her, when she was 93, and recently moved to a retirement community, she wrote:
I am well. I enjoy where I am and know
how lucky I am to find such a place. I’m not writing. ... My
last little PB has done well. “Hello, Baby, I’m your Mom.” So who
knows…maybe I’ll do another!
Love, Eve
I
don’t believe that Eve wrote another picture book since that email. But I
wouldn’t be surprised to hear she that she is coming up with new story ideas up in
Heaven!
Eve
was my friend, my hero, my role model. I will miss her.
Caroline, Herma, Eve, 1995. |
Note: Eve's many accomplishments are highlighted in this article from Kirkus Reviews.
A longer obituary appeared in Publisher's Weekly.
Caroline (age 4) and her brother Steve (10 mos.) |
Caroline with Summer Outing, 2023 |
Inside pages of Summer Outing, published by Homewood Publishing Company, Chicago, 1902 |
Books have always been an important part of my life.
My parents read to me when I was small,
took me to the library, and when I got older I learned to read by myself. Summer Outing looks old-fashioned today
and the text is antiquated, but I am glad that I have rediscovered it.
Polliwogs
The cat-tails all along the brook are growing tall
and green;
And in the meadow-pool, once more, the polliwogs are
seen;
Among the duck-weed, in and out,
As quick as thought they dart about.
“Be patient, little polliwogs,
And by and by you’ll turn to frogs.”