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Thursday, July 23, 2015

Friday Feedback with Caroline Starr Rose: The Music of Language


The real me. Shoving Banana Cream Pie in my mouth
after a glorious birthday swim! 

Is it just me, or is this summer flying faster than ever?

It's been a week. . . with both the saddest and most joyous of days. Through both, I have thought often of what it means to be a writer, how we pay attention to all of it, the big picture, and the small nuances, the broken, devastated moments, and the crystal clear blissful ones. How we are prone to insinuate our imaginary selves into every situation and ask questions. How often we want to race to find a scrap of paper, commit a line of prose to memory in our heads. How real writers never truly stop writing.

So for those of you who haven't put as many words down on paper (or up on screen) this summer as you hoped, please remember this:

Sometimes in our process we are still percolating our stories, or thoughts and ideas. Learn to sort this from pure procrastination. Learn to spend less time castigating yourself for not writing and use that realization and energy to plow yourself forward.

SO, having said that, today let's write some more! Let's share words, and passages. Look over your work and find a moment that reflects your Music of Language, or if you haven't written it yet, now is as good a time as any. Remember, sometimes you've written it, but you haven't revised it. It is often in the revision the real music begins to shine!


For more on this and what it all means, I am super excited to have one of the most poetic, musical writers I know,
Caroline Starr Rose.

Caroline is the author of two novels in verse,


MAY B.


and BLUEBIRDS,  

and her beautiful, brand spanking new picture book, OVER IN THE WETLANDS, about which Kirkus says,  




"This lyrical text uses interesting imagery, informal rhyme, and an insistent rhythm to describe the world of the bayou and the wonder of a storm..."








It's clear, then, that Caroline knows of what she speaks when she speaks to you now about writing with the music of language in your ear. So enough of me, here's Caroline:

A few weeks ago, I heard author / illustrator Betsy James speak at my local SCBWI chapter. Betsy has had decades of experience writing everything from picture books to young adult novels.

". . . a picture book authors biggest obstacle has nothing to do with plot, character development, or conflict, but with an ear untrained 'to hear the music of language.'

Part of her talk focused on the weaknesses we bring knowingly or unknowingly to our work. I found it especially interesting that Betsy felt a picture book authors biggest obstacle has nothing to do with plot, character development, or conflict, but with an ear untrained to hear the music of language.

As someone who writes both verse novels and picture books, this musicality makes a lot of sense to me. The words used in verse and in picture books ideally do double duty, first in telling the story, second in helping the reader enter in. Because verse and picture books have so much in common, this idea of musicality serves authors who write in both formats. Here are a handful of ways we as readers, teachers, and writers can tune our ears and pencils to the rhythm of the spoken word.

Picture books are meant to be pleasant to the eye, ear, & tongue

Authors write novels for individual readers, but write picture books for a crowd. Reading a picture book is almost always a shared experience. The words should be pleasant to hear and say, satisfying young and old alike.

My boys are now fourteen and twelve, but I still remember lines from Mary Quattlebaums Underground Train:

The moving stairs roll us down, down, down to the underground train,
which rushes past like fast water on miles of track.
Rrrrruuummmmm. Whoooosshh.

I grip my fare and Mama grips
my hand as the train doors slip
aside like sliver drapes. We step
inside: the doors slide shut.
Rrrrrruuuummm. Whoooosshh.

Read those lines aloud and listen to how pleasant they sound, how fun they are to say.

Every word counts

Both verse novels and picture books major in brevity. This means that each word is selected with care. Winnow a manuscript down to its bare bones to find exactly what you need and what you dont, as well as what youre truly trying to say.

Rhyme is not dead

And neither is rhythm or repetition. This probably goes against everything youve heard about picture books, I know. While you certainly dont need these poetic devices in your manuscript, you also dont have to leave them out because youve heard the rumor books like this dont sell.

"Your primary focus shouldnt be your format but your story. Rhyme, repetition, and rhythm must always, always first and last serve the story . . . "

There are, however, a few things to keep in mind. Your primary focus shouldnt be your format but your story. Rhyme, repetition, and rhythm must always, always first and last serve the story and not the other way. Notice what Mary Quattlebaum did above. Shes given us wonderful words to see, hear, and say, phrases like rushes past like fast water on miles of track. Weve got ear-satisfying assonance with the words past, fast, and track. Just saying past like fast is awfully fun, as is slip aside and step inside.” But as clever as these phrases are, they ultimately are helping us to experience the magic of Washington DCs Metro. They sparkle and shine and engage us with purpose. Otherwise theyre meaningless.

Think musically!

Somehow, Ive always viewed the picture books as second cousins to music (this is partially why Betsys idea resonated so deeply with me). Just as a picture book builds to a satisfying end, so does music, often using rhythm to set pace and tone and repetition to bring key musical phrases to the listener. An author can establish patterns to tell a story and then alter those patterns to build momentum.

"I love that the reviewer who read Wetlands for School Library Journal caught this, pointing out I 'var[ied] rhythmic patterns to mirror the storms energy.'

My picture book, Over in the Wetlands: A Hurricane-on-the-Bayou Story, is a bit like a duel between the Louisiana coast and an approaching hurricane. I love that the reviewer who read Wetlands for School Library Journal caught this, pointing out I var[ied] rhythmic patterns to mirror the storms energy. As the storm passes, the original rhythm returns, building both familiarity and security for the reader and listener alike.

So, given that it's Friday Feedback, I'll share a sample from my picture book manuscript, Ride on, Will Cody! According to legend, Will Cody (later known as Americas greatest showman, Buffalo Bill) rode for the Pony Express at the age of fourteen. His longest ride covered 322 miles and required 21 horses. It was the third longest in Pony Express history.

I establish the setting and topic with rhythm and rhyme:

Night surrenders,
first light embers,
fiery sunrise
way out west.

Horses nicker,
heart beats quicker,
saddle up
for the Pony Express.
                                               
And later, as we near the climax, I build momentum by altering that pattern:

Gallop
faster,
short bit
farther,
last post
spotted
just up
yonder,

dont give up,
keep steady, strong.
Clutch the mail bag.
Wont be long!


I'd love you to share a moment where you use language lyrically to tell story, build momentum, and create tempo, if you've got something. Otherwise any small excerpt that shares the music of your language will do!  

As for sharing, please remember to keep your excerpts BRIEF and follow the rest of the Friday Feedback RULES!

See you in the comments!

- Caroline & gae

Friday, August 17, 2012

Friday Feedback: If I Can't Go In Reverse, I'll Settle for Verse


okay, fine, that's really me swooning in winter
so what?
Meh. Groan all you want at the title of this post, I like it ;)

Anyway.

<------ This is me.

Swooning.

Lamenting the almost-end of summer.

I should really stop whining, but I can't.


Waaaaaah. I want my whole summer back.

But if it has to slip away, no one better to edge us gracefully toward fall and Back-to-School than the lovely, adorable, talented Caroline Starr Rose.

Trust me.

This is Caroline:


See what I mean?
Her first novel in verse, May B., was released to starred Kirkus and PW reviews:

I've known it since last night:
It's been too long to expect them to return.
Something's happened.


May is helping out on a neighbor's Kansas prairie homestead—just until Christmas, says Pa. She wants to contribute, but it's hard to be separated from her family by 15 long, unfamiliar miles. Then the unthinkable happens: May is abandoned. Trapped in a tiny snow-covered sod house, isolated from family and neighbors, May must prepare for the oncoming winter. While fighting to survive, May's memories of her struggles with reading at school come back to haunt her. But she's determined to find her way home again.




"If May is a brave, stubborn fighter, the short, free-verse lines are one-two punches
in this Laura Ingalls Wilder–inspired ode to the human spirit."  - Kirkus Reviews


       
I confess: My first writer-self was a poet. I didn't attempt stories or novels till adulthood.

My childhood, adolescence, and college years were spent writing poetry. I've even started two novels in verse -- well, one in verse, one with a verse component.

Yet, somehow, I'm scared of it now.


How does one turn a story from a bunch of poems to plot?

a poetic little spot in my father's gardens. . .

Well, here's the awesome thing for you (me). We've got Caroline here today, sharing just that. How she takes her stories from Poem to Plot. Here she is:


The more I write, the more I firmly believe there is no one way to write a book. I have yet to approach any of my manuscripts the same way. Here, though, are some things I’ve learned from both reading and writing verse novels:


Subject matter must be right for poetry

Some topics lend themselves more easily to poetry than others. Some subjects refuse to be written as prose. Many times an author will use verse to mimic the rhythm of the story. Here are a few books that come to mind:

Sharon Creech’s HEARTBEAT, about a girl who loves to run

Karen Hesse’s OUT OF THE DUST, where the spare language reflects the stark Dust Bowl setting

Lisa Schroeder’s FAR FROM YOU, about a girl who sings and and writes songs
         

Protagonists must be right for poetry

Often (though not always) verse novels are told from a very close first-person point of view. Such writing calls for a lot of introspection on the protagonist's part.  Other times verse is used as a way for multiple voices to be heard, almost like a Greek chorus. Here are some examples:

Thanhha Lai’s INSIDE OUT AND BACK AGAIN, about a Vietnamese girl’s efforts to understand her new American home

Karen Hesse’s WITNESS, where the Ku Klux Klan moves into a quiet Vermont town, and citizens reflect on the change they bring


Poems should be able stand alone

Each poem in a verse novel must capture one moment, scene, idea, mark of change in your character's life. Poems should also be able to function separately from the rest of the story.


Poems must contribute to the whole

When I worked through my own verse novel, MAY B., I kept a quilt in mind, treating each poem like its own square of fabric. Each patch had to be able to function separately while at the same time move the story forward. I trusted that if certain patterns and shades in my story quilt were repeated (think themes or story strands), eventually the interconnectedness would surface -- a much more organic approach than is normally taken with prose. 


Varied poem lengths

Some scenes flow, some end abruptly. Some thoughts wander, some jab. Without the structure of chapters, verse novels are simultaneously abrupt and fluid -- poem lengths can be jagged yet aide the plot in moving through scenes swiftly. It is often difficult to find a place to stop reading, as one poem often bleeds into the next.



Varied line lengths

Verse novelists play with key phrases or words they want to bring to their reader’s attention by the way they arrange words on the page. Line breaks can be used to slow down reading, to draw the eye to important phrases, and to best "speak" the poem.



Emotion and structure

The structure of a poem often communicates to readers a character’s emotional state.

How might fear look structurally?  A verse novelist might use little punctuation or words tightly packed together. Maybe the language of the poem will unfold in short bursts, reminiscent of a child peeking into a darkened room and quickly slamming the door.



Poetic form

Some verse novelists use specific types of poetry (sonnets, for example), as Pat Brisson did with her book, THE BEST AND HARDEST THING. In writing about Sylvia Plath in YOUR OWN, SLYVIA, author Stephanie Hemphill chose to mirror the format of several of Plath's poems, giving her readers a sense of the poet's style, subject matter, intensity, and character.


The visual and the aural

When I was a teacher, I used to tell my students that poetry should be seen and heard. There is something special that happens when a reader experiences seeing, hearing, and saying a poem all at once -- the fullness of the poem is discovered this way.


*If you ever feel stuck with a verse novel, find a private corner and try reading it aloud.*


Verse novels aren’t books with strange line breaks. They are stories best communicated through the language, rhythm, imagery and structure of poetry. I hope you’ve found something here that sparks your imagination and helps you move from individual poems to a complete novel in verse.


Okay, seriously, I barely want to finish this post. I want to go work on my verse novels instead. :)

Anyway, because she is not only lovely, talented and adorable, but also awesome, Caroline's Friday Feedback excerpt is, yep, a poem from one of her WIP's. A historical novel in verse. So, here we go! Friday Feedback. You know the RULES (if you've got a poem today and want to share it, go ahead! Otherwise, feel free to post 3-5 paragraphs of your WIP).

 




It’s just a pigeon, Uncle said,
his big hands folding the bit of wood into mine.
What he carved is graceful in the way
its wings rest so daintily,
its neck gently curves.
This Uncle Samuel promised me:
pigeons return to their homes
no matter how far they fly.

A bird set free might wander
but will rejoin his flock.


At first,
I believed this was Uncle’s pledge to come back to me,
but when Father said we too
would make our way to Virginia,
I thought of something else:
What if a flight of pigeons followed the wandering one,
joining him on a journey entirely new?
Returning would not mean going back
but traveling onward;
reuniting with the missing one
would make them whole again.


Home isn’t only where you live,
it is also whom you love,
like they that call across an ocean
for your return.

- Caroline (& gae)