Monday, January 25, 2010

Women Who Kick Butt

Over at my fictional home on the web, Merry Sisters of Fate, we had a roundtable chat about what we think makes strong female characters in fiction.

Looky here.

Monday, January 18, 2010

This is What Novel Writing Looks Like.

I was dared to post this. So I have.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Ballad for Bloggers Giveaway

ETA: I have now gotten hundreds of requests for BALLAD and am choosing between them (which is pretty much impossible). If your blog is one of the 15, I'll send you an email! Thanks for all the interest!

BalladFirst of all, I know a lot of people are waiting on e-mails from me. I'm sorry about that and I am working on my Cloning Device as hard as a I can. As soon as I've got it working, folks should start getting real replies instead of the auto-responder.

Second of all, I am feeling like I should mail out a bunch of these BALLADs that I have. I always meant to do some Clever Contest with them and righ tnow, I'm just not feeling up to running a contest. Again, after the Device is up and running, things may be different. I'm actually feeling like the Device might be up and running in time for a LINGER contest around Valentine's Day. But we'll see how it goes.

So, here's the deal. If you are a book blogger and you regularly post intelligent reviews of YA and you'd like a copy of BALLAD, send me an e-mail with your name, mailing address, a link to your blog, and your blog stats in it. Make sure the subject line says BALLAD FOR BLOGGERS. I will mail out fifteen copies of BALLAD to randomly or not randomly selected bloggers. You do not have to feel obligated to review the book, or even give it a positive review if you do read it. At all. I would, however, rather send it to folks who will actually read it, not just give it away as a contest prize or add it to a TBR stack. (I have one. I know how long it can take for it to go through it. Again, when the Device . . . yeah, you get it.) Honor system on that.

Third of all, I promise I will be more chipper on Monday. Swear. I even have a book recommendation. 

Tuesday, January 12, 2010


I'm sorry to say that this post is going to have a million photos.

Today, my cat Moose died suddenly and unexpectedly. Moose was my muse and my model for dozens of paintings when I was a professional artist; I had folks emailing asking to be told when the next Moose piece was going to be available. When I took out my camera, he would come running and pose for me. He paid the rent so many times I lost count. He also peed on my bed when he was mad.

It's going to be hard writing FOREVER without him smashed uncomfortably into the chair behind me. I'm still working out how I'm going to manage it. But I'm not going to go on and on, just show some of what Moose left behind.

Moose, I'd say that I hope you know we loved you, wherever you are, but I know you knew it. I miss you and wish you were still here to pee on my bed.

Casual Observer

Cat in a Rug

Blue Boy

Guess Who?

The Painter's Cat

Not So Still Life with Sunflower

Chairs that Bite

Check Contents Carefully

Dead Tired


Nature Lover


portrait of the artist as a young cat

COD Cat on Delivery

Short Term Relationship

Cat in the Bag

Morning Dip

Loosely Packaged

Yin Yang

Can I Help You

Threes a Crowd

Contents May Have Settled

Heavy Sleeper

Feeding with the Enemy

Manmade Tiger

Window Shopping

This Seats Taken

The Odd Couple

Cat in a Bowler Hat

Bite Between Friends


Cast Your Eyes Up context

Do Not Disturb

stop and smell the . . .


Strung Out

Vitruvian Cat

License and Registration

Not a Morning Person


Last Thing You See

Dinner easel

Good bye, my young friend. Six years wasn't long enough.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Book-Buying, Hickeys, and Novels Without Quotation Marks

Today, I went book-shopping, muggle-style.

Recently, I've been getting books in three ways:

1) People buy them for me for various spiritual holidays that involve elves.
2) People send them to me with sticky-notes attached to them.
3) I write them.

Which is all very well and good, but it's not the same as going into a bookstore and just setting your debit card on fire with some books you've chosen yourself. Anyway, so I decided to do such a thing this afternoon. Not making a list beforehand. Just going in, unprepared, with only my wits and my Candie's jeans to keep me alive.

So. This is what went down.

General impressions:

If you want to be published in the adult "literature" section, you will have a far better chance if you title your novel something with "daughter" or "wife" in it. I was dazzled by THE MEMORY KEEPER'S DAUGHTER, THE ALCHEMIST'S DAUGHTER, THE BEE-KEEPER'S DAUGHTER, THE DOCTOR'S DAUGHTER, THE BAIT-SELLER'S DAUGHTER. And THE TIME-TRAVELER'S WIFE, THE GOOD WIFE, THE SECOND WIFE, MY FAVORITE WIFE, THE OTHER WIFE, THE DOCTOR'S WIFE, THE PIANIST'S WIFE, THE KRAKEN WIFE, PLEASE, TAKE MY WIFE.

Likewise, I had not been in the YA section of a brick and mortar store for awhile, or if I had, my eyes had become accustomed the


of the thing.

I mean, if I wanted girls in boarding schools kissing vampires who had become vampires after being bitten by other vampires who were kissing girls in prep schools, this was the place to be. If I wanted a break from snogging pulse-challenged men with iron deficiencies, there were many light YAs involving studying with the OMZGITSTHECUTEHUNKFROMSCHOOL.

I was looking for neither of these things. I was looking for some favorable combination of some or most of these things:

a) pretty prose
b) something different
c) distinctive voice
d) something I had not yet read
e) something not involving kissing vampires unless those vampires then killed the main character ded.*
f) something that did not involve the word "hunk" or "crush" in the description**

*Not that I have not enjoyed my share of kissy vampire novels -- Richelle Mead does this well -- but dude. I want to see them evil. I mean, really evil. I mean, like, hell hath no fury like a creature born of fire and blood, etc. etc. 
**Not that I have not enjoyed my share of kissy hunk/ crush novels -- Elizabeth Scott does them well -- but dude. I need my angst. I need a lot of it. I want my novels like I want my vampires -- drawing blood, take no prisoners.

Also, I wanted to see what it took to get me to pick up a book and what it got to get me to keep such book until I got to the register. I found out, humblingly, that I was affected by the cheapest tricks out there: end caps, giant book dumps, and large numbers of a certain book stocked. Even though I knew how you got those things and how you didn't, still, I tended to look at those things first, particularly in the adult mainstream section. Tables didn't affect me one whit. Covers moreso in the adult section, where I wasn't familiar with the new releases, and less so in the YA, where I had seen most everything on blogs.

Anyway, once I got over the fact that there were two girls in the YA section giggling over this and generally making me feel like knocking their heads together if they said "hickey" one more time, I bought the following (after deciding that Thing 1 was not dating until she was 16): 

1. PRETTY MONSTERS by Kelly Link. I have walked by this book approximately 400 times since it came out, though I remembered vaguely some favorable reviews for it. This time, however, I recalled that somebody (who turned out to be the fearless Natalie), had read it and loved it. This is not enough for me, however, as, unfortunately, I am a picky reader and hate most things. So I opened that sucker up and read a few lines. Also, the jacket flap hinted at subtle humor and then dug the point home by saying that there were illustrations by Shaun Tan, one of my graphic heroes. I was solder than sold.

2. IF I STAY, by Gayle Forman. Again, this has been recommended to me one thousand times. However, like I said: I am apathetic about many, many books. But this was the first time I actually opened it up, and the voice looked distinctive. That + angsty subject matter? Sold.

3. THE BOOK THIEF, by Markus Zusak (that guy used up every single K in the Scrabble box with that name). Another one of those, "Maggie, you must read. It is stunning." Plus it appears on all these "BEST YA BOOKS EVER WRITTEN BY ANYONE USING REAL WORDS" lists. So. I just got it. Oh, please, please, let me like it.

4. THE CHILDREN'S BOOK, by A. S. Byatt. This one I read a really positive, well thought out book review on one of the book blogs that I read in my blog reader. I wish I could remember which one! But it was worded in such a way that I remember thinking: "I might really like that." So . . . that, combined with, I'll confess, a cover perfectly designed to suck Maggie in, meant I took it with my growing stack.

5. THE LITTLE STRANGER, by Sarah Waters. I would have never, never, never remembered the name of this book offhand, but because most blog reviewers cleverly post the cover with their review, I saw the cover and remembered I'd seen a review for it on Moonrat's blog, Editorial Anonymous. She had said: "I love Sarah Waters; she's an absolute wonder of psychological messing with you" and I was like "I . . . want to be messed with."

6. THE ROAD by Cormac McCarthy. I don't think I'll like this book, because I don't tend to like things that are good for me. But people keep telling me I will like it. So I just bought the damn thing, and I'll read it. Fine. FINE. See what happens when you bully me? I did open it and see that ol' Cormac's religion doesn't believe in quotation marks. That's fine. I'm tolerant of all beliefs. Just so long as his brand of literary allows for plot, we can still be friends.

7. THE PHYSICK BOOK OF DELIVERANCE DANE, by Katherine Howe. Okay, this book is a risk. When I saw the title, I knew I'd heard of it before, but it had been so long ago that I can't remember if it was positive or negative. Whatever it was was a profound enough mention to lodge the title in my head, so it was either a stunning recommendation or a scathing pan. Whichever it is, I now own it (I did read a page, to see if it looked palatable)(it did).

8. THE HELP, by Kathryn Stockett. I have just heard so many good things from people I trust about this one that I was just biding my time to get it. I haven't even opened it to see what the prose looks like. I just bought it. Some recommendations are just that good.

Anyway, then I went up front and they swiped my credit card, saw my name and said, "Ohmigosh. You're Maggie Stiefvater, our resident author! So nice to meet you!" 

And completely out of character, probably because I'd been staring at the wall behind her head and thinking about the next scene for FOREVER instead of being at all author-personality-turned-on-to-charm-not-stun, I actually blushed. I can't remember the last time I blushed. Glad to see the ol' cliche cheeks still work, even in jaded, Wednesday-Addams author types such as myself.

So. That's how I buy books, apparently. You guys?

Saturday, January 9, 2010

How To Get Your Manuscript Sold (and Sold Well)

Rinse and repeat.

It's 11 a.m. Have you ripped out your novel's heart today?

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Man, You Guys Are Sort of Amazing

Just a quick post to say . . . thanks, guys. SHIVER has now been on the NYT Bestsellers List for 23 consecutive weeks and is at #5. That's pretty freaking amazing, and . . . it's all you, baby! 

Thank you to everybody who passes the word along, gave it as a gift for Christmas, or posted a review. I appreciate it more than I can say in a blog post of any length.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Ticking Sounds. I Loves 'Em.

Because I am too lazy to write a blog post today before working on FOREVER, I thought I would instead let some pictures do the talking for me. Pictures = worth 1000 words, so this is a 5,000 word blog post. That's actually how I'm writing FOREVER too. Boy O Boy is Editor Mix Tape going to be thrilled when he gets a file comprised only of 90 photographs of me building snow wolves.

So, earlier this week, Jackson Pearce posted a video talking about how authors really needed laser printers (I am in the video. Spot the Maggie.)(she also has mucho other wise writing advice in it.) so I feel compelled to reply with my own WHAT EVERY WRITER NEEDS post. And here it is.

Every writer needs a:
teapot timer

They come in different styles. I prefer this one, which reminds me of my caffeine addiction.

teapot teapot

They keep you from:

teapot email


teapot blogs

and of course:

teapot space penguin

(don't scratch your head like that. You know, Space Penguin!)

Anyway, go get one. I use them for writing -- while it's ticking, I can't do anything but write! -- and for procrastinating -- while it's ticking, this time, I can't do anything but procrastinate! -- and for word warring with Blood Bunny, my crit partner.

Have I steered you wrong before?
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