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    Sunday, February 05, 2006

    Stella reports: It was a dark and stormy morning and all through the Library not a creature was stirring . . . Who stirs when Jayne speaks?

    This morning I dragged myself to Redmond Regional Library, something I wouldn’t even have considered after only three hours of sleep unless Jayne Ann Krentz had threatened to cut off my lattes if I didn't.

    On the way there, downed power lines decorated the highways, bridges were closed, traffic lights–all lights–were out, rain slashed, wind howled and it was dark indeed.

    I’ll be honest here, the library wasn’t all that quiet when I got there, grumped over to get some tea (kindly supplied by Seattle RWA), and huddled in a seat. But, boy did it get silent when Jayne started telling it like it is. She’s good at that. Straight from the shoulder. No punches pulled.

    Jayne gave a speech, primarily on popular fiction, and took questions. I've picked out a couple of the really sprightly discussions.

    Q: Why doesn't popular fiction get respect?

    Jayne:
    For 150 years critics have been trying to kill off genre fiction--particularly romance. A possible reason is that these are stories written mostly by women, mostly for women.
    Literary fiction had its beginnings in the 20th century and was heavily influenced by existential philosophy, Freudian psychology and Marxist social thinking. These forces are waning but still strong today.
    Pop fiction has roots that go much further back to old heroic traditions of storytelling. Here honor matters, and courage, a belief in love, and determination. These qualities are the bedrock of our civilization and we go to such stories to reaffirm our beliefs.
    Literary fiction doesn't have to resolve problems.
    In popular fiction we expect issues to be resolved using core values.

    Whew, enough of the fancy stuff. I also enjoyed hearing a question dear to the hearts of most writers struggling to be published.

    Q: We hear about the huge slush piles in editorial offices. How can we try to get a manuscript out of those piles and read?

    Jayne:
    Executive editors, senior editors, editors and other really important people are so busy keeping up that they don't have a lot of time to spend on unsolicited material. In publishing, everyone serves an appreticeship and works to get noticed. For assistant editors and editorial assistants the slush pile has potential. They dive in and rummage around hoping to discover a golden submission with career building potential for them.
    Find out the names of these people and submit to them. A call to the house, just to check on a title and the correct spelling of a name never hurts.

    Listening to Jayne and watching an enthusiastic audience was worth the terrible inconveniences I suffered, including having to eat a cheese and spinach quiche in a warm little cafe afterward.




    REDMOND REGIONAL LIBRARY

    Librarians: Dan Shaffer, (Stella and Jayne,) Kim Pollow, Michele Drovdahl, Deborah Schneider, Andy McClung


    Were you a "library kid?" Are you a "library grown-up?" What is your fondest "library" memory?

    35 Comments:

    Blogger DFender said...

    Good for her! Stella you're a pal :)

    3:08 AM  
    Blogger Suzanne Simmons said...

    You're true blue, Stella!

    I've heard Jayne speak numerous times and she is always articulate on the subject of writing and down-to-earth when it comes to the business of writing.

    I wish I could have been there on Saturday, but rather a long commute . . . 2500 miles?

    1:51 PM  
    Blogger Elizabeth Lowell said...

    Cut off your lattes? *GASP*

    Is that like cutting of guy's...uh, never mind.

    Does that mean if I speak at MY local library you'll come to see me? *fans eyelashes madly*

    2:10 PM  
    Blogger DebVA said...

    I any of you ladies were speaking within driving distance of me, I'd brave any weather...sans coffee!!!

    Deb

    5:12 PM  
    Blogger Stella said...

    Sometimes one must sacrifice (almost) all for a friend.

    Dfender--Thank you for the pat on the back.

    Sue--You always have recognized my outstanding qualities.

    Ann--Glad you understand what I risked if I didn't go. Never having been a guy, I'm not sure the type of loss you suggest could approach mine.

    And, yes--I'll come and see you at your library, as long as it's not this month (deadline)or March (deadline)but how about June:)

    5:13 PM  
    Blogger Brandy said...

    To answer the question, I was a library kid and am definitely a library adult. If I spend any more time there they might put me on the payroll!

    5:42 PM  
    Anonymous Mary said...

    I was a library kid and continued the tradition into adulthood. Mom signed me up for a reading group at the age of six. I went faithfully. They offered a picture of a dragon with blank star spaces at certain points. You attained gold stars at each point of the dragon for every book you read. I'm a sucker for gold. I _wanted_ those shiny stars. So I read.

    I got all my gold stars. And just like my desire for shiny gold things (the real stuff now) hasn't diminished one bit, neither has my craving for a good book.

    Thanks, Mom!

    5:43 PM  
    Anonymous Louis said...

    For a first trip to the library my second grade class walked to the library...about 3/4 mile. We went to the second floor children's section. I selected a book about animals (don't rember the title) but I sat there at my table and laughed and chuckled all the while we were there. I continued going to the library all through high school. After returning from the Navy for several years I still checked out books. Have my own "library" now..around 5000 books.
    Louis

    6:23 PM  
    Blogger KathyK said...

    I was definitely a library kid and still use the facility, but not as heavily. When I first learned to red my Mom took me every week and I got to check out at least 6 books. I always had them read by the next time, so my Mom and the librarian almost despaired of keeping me supplied. I love to get books on tape for car trips and hardbound copies of books I want to read but can't afford to buy. I think that since our taxes pay for the facility, why not use it?

    6:41 PM  
    Anonymous Julie Rowe said...

    Libraries are amazing places! As a teen I spent many an hour pretneding to do homework in our city's public library (I was really talking to friends and guy watching!). Later, I worked at the library part-time in high school and in college. As an adult, I spent some time on my city's library board and got to learn how they really function! As a writer I've done public readings twice at my library though I am not yet published. Is that supportive or what?

    Libaries are great!

    10:11 PM  
    Blogger Jay said...

    I was a library kid - all the librarians knew me by name in whatever town we lived in. That's both the school and the town libraries.

    Then I grew up and earned money, and discovered I could buy them instead and never have to give them back for some ingrate to dog-ear!

    I don't think I've been to a library in a long time now. Many many fond memories though.

    12:26 AM  
    Blogger talpianna said...

    I was a very timid kid, but I would take the bus to the city library (Alexandria, VA) ALL BY MYSELF to get books--even though I never knew if I'd remember to get off at the right stop when I went home.

    When I was in first grade (Evanston, IL), our class was taken to the school library to be introduced to the concept of "library." When there was some time left after the lecture, we were allowed to choose a book off the shelves to read for the remainder of the period. I found ADAM OF THE ROAD and was reading it with pleasure when the teacher came by and pointed out that it was a sixth-grade book. I replied that it was a good one.

    She asked me to read a bit, and to tell her what the words meant. I did.

    The next day, I was in second grade....

    I was fortunate enough to have my very own library, the wonderful MY BOOK HOUSE set, which made me the reader I am today.

    12:28 AM  
    Blogger Stella said...

    What great library stories. I think we all have them--or most of us.
    I like your bus story, Tal--and your jump to second grade. Jay, the librarians knew me by name, too. By the time I was 10 they let me sit in the adult library and read "grown up" books because new stuff came to the childrens' library too slowly for me. I couldn't check the books out and they did "guide" my choices.

    2:13 AM  
    Blogger DFender said...

    I loved the library as a kid and still love the library. My local library staff still laugh when I check out 15 books at a time sand then always return them early... I hate the fines! It's humiliating... lol. Amazingly enough, my bestest friend is a librarian... Lordy she's a smart one :)

    3:44 AM  
    Blogger Cbell said...

    My fondest library memory comes from walking with my grandmother through the old square of her hometown (Monticello, Kentucky) and being allowed to spend as much time as I wanted selecting books, and walking back through the square to her home. I remember the walk was a long one for my little legs, but my grandmother (a schoolteacher) indulged my love of reading by taking me to the library whenever I spent summer weeks with her. When I was too young to read, she read or recited bedtime stories before we went to sleep. As I got older, I would read my book, and then she would challenge me by reading a chapter of book at a higher reading level. By the end of the week, I was so intrigued by bigger words that I would crawl into bed with her and she would continue to pass her passion on to the next generation. What a sweet memory...

    4:46 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    When I was little, my brother that was four years older than me, put me on the handle bars of his ten-speed (he had regular handle bars) and peddle me to the library. He helped me get my first library card. These are bitter-sweet memories because my brother drowned when he was barely 16. But I have my memories of going to the libarary with him.
    I had a severe speech problem when I was a kid and every year the teacher would put me in the slow reading group. Until after the first reading test. Then I would be put in the fast reading group and sent to speech therapy! I can remember passing a test at 350 wpm while only in the fourth grade. All this thanks to my brother for sharing his love of books.
    I still love going to the libary.
    Evie

    6:37 AM  
    Blogger Suzanne Simmons said...

    I was definitely a "library kid." In fact, my childhood memories are often of the libraries I knew and loved!

    When I was seven my dad put a special basket on the front of my bicycle so I had a way to carry books back and forth from the library. It seems like I made that trip every day or two during the summer.

    While I was still in elementary school I was given permission to check out books from the adult section. Of course, "adult" had a different connotation in those days. :-)

    Now I read primarily from my own library, which has recently been pruned down to about 3000 books.

    What happy memories!

    6:38 AM  
    Anonymous Kris said...

    I was definitly a library kid and still am one. I go every week (much to my husband's dismay) and get a bag of books. I lived two blocks from my library growing up, was always on a firstname basis with my school librarians and worked in my college library all through college. I am very thankful for the invention of them and access to them.

    7:15 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I love going to the library but I also love having my own books. Even as a college student when money was tight, books were a permitted luxury. When my son had interests, I made certain that he had books to indulge his curiousity. Now things have gotten completely out of hand! My sources for purchasing books have expanded to include not only traditional bookstores and internet sites but the library second-hand shop and thrift stores! My 'library' threatens to take over every available space in my house and I couldn't be happier! Of course, the rest of the family is becoming a bit alarmed but I remind them that my collecting is a noble pursuit.

    8:52 AM  
    Blogger talpianna said...

    I remember at the end of my junior year in college, my dad came to pack me up to take me home for the summer, and was grousing about all the books he had to load up.

    I pointed out that I could have worse addictions; for example, I could be an alcoholic.

    He thought it over for a moment and said, "Nah, that would be preferable. We could just throw away the bottles."

    3:40 PM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I caught JAK's discussion at the Bellevue library - she was great! I don't know what I was expecting, but I enjoyed myself (and got my book signed too). It was in the evening, and I am not a coffee person anyway, so I didn't have to suffer at all. Missed dinner though, as I expected a huge crowd and got there VERY early.

    I worked in my town library as a page for years, plus my high school library, college library, and I've done temp work in a couple of law libraries, so I am definitely a library kid!! Even before I worked there, I remember as a Girl Scout helping to move books from the old library down the street to the new library (we used carts).

    5:28 PM  
    Blogger Jay said...

    Stella - you just reminded me of the day a new town librarian started, when I was twelve. I'd been checking out "adult" books for two years or more, but this one tried to stop me from taking a couple of them she deemed unsuitable. The senior librarian came over, took one look and informed the new one that I had carte blanche to check out what I wanted and I'd read everything in the kid's section twice over anyway. *g*

    10:38 PM  
    Blogger Stella said...

    Jay: Your post makes me smile because our library stories are so similar. We probably warmed a few librarian hearts because we were so dedicated. I say that reading and the library saved my childhood and I'm not joking. Disappearing into a story is the best way to shut out the world.

    11:58 PM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Yes, I was definetly a library kid and as an adult I´m use libraries even more. In fact libraries and books are to my mind and soul what food is to my body. Absolutely essential.
    I have many fond memories of my local library use when I was a kid. What I remember most is the kindness of the women who worked there.
    Sirry.

    4:33 AM  
    Blogger Rosie said...

    I grew up a military brat. My family was stationed in both Europe and Japan. I don't know what I would have done without the Dept of Defense libraries on each base where we lived. The Armed Forces Radio and TV was very limited in those days...mostly just news and a few cartoons. My brothers and I spent alot of time in the library...just reading and hanging out.

    7:00 AM  
    Blogger Susan said...

    Yes loved the library growing up. We lived way out in the country and during the school year had access to the school library which was great. Started visiting the Air Library on weekends after seeing the childrens movie every Sat. afternoon. Read all the childrens books. I would check out huge stacks of books when I was about nine. Read all the Nancy Drew then Hardy Boys and never stopped.

    But I must admit the librarian at the base didn't like me. I always had my two younger brothers with me since I was in charge. She was not a child friendly librarian.

    As an adult I don't use our local library in town. It doesn't have much. I can no longer use the air force base library since I am now an adult and no longer a dependant.

    I spend tons of money on books and have too many to count. Wish we had a good sized library here.

    Susan

    3:17 PM  
    Blogger Jay said...

    Hi Stella: I hadn't thought about it, but libraries and reading probably saved my childhood too. :) Kept me sane. And certainly gave me somewhere to hide until I was old enough to have some input in what was happening in the real world.

    5:45 PM  
    Blogger Irishpixie said...

    Great question, you made me remember some bright memories of childhood. I used to sneak my dad's flashlight into my room and after my parents went to bed, I'd sit up all night reading. Until my Mama caught me that is. *g*

    I loved the library growing up. I don't go to the library much now. Bookstores are my passion. New, secondhand, old, it doesn't matter. All that matters is I will walk out of there with a treasure.

    There's something about the smell of a library that hits when you walk in the door, I think it's an aphrodiasic. I haunted the libraries at school and once able to drive, lived in the city library. I remember the school librarian motioning me to the checkout desk to show me the newest arrival that she had tucked away until I came in.

    Only one problem, everytime I walk into a library or bookstore, the urge to pee strikes.

    3:12 AM  
    Anonymous Ranurgis said...

    That stupid verification image! I'm usually "image"less on the computer because with my slow connection and machine, everything takes forever to load up. I keep forgetting to switch it on when I go on blogs to be able to see that inevitable verification.

    So I had to "copy" my comment (learned my lesson after it was deleted a few times when I renewed the page), and so here it is:

    I've always loved going to the library as long as I can remember: first school, then bookstores and because I couldn't buy the books to the city libraries or university or wherever. The only place I didn't frequent libraries much was Europe: I wanted to read English books and they only had a limited number.

    I still love to go to libraries. How fitting that I now live directly across the street from one. As someone else mentioned: I try to get the hardcover copies of books I like to read from the library and then try to buy the pb. copy when it comes out. Funds are getting very tight so I don't know if I can still do that for long. I'm beginning to sell some of my older books and I hope I can then buy some of the newer ones I like.

    Fondest moment: probably when I'd help the librarian get the books in the proper order as a child.

    P.S. With pictures you get much more out of the blog. I didn't see the Redmond Library picture until today although I read the blog the day it came out.

    I'd love to hear Jayne speak. The University of Western Ontario has had Diana Gabaldon here at least twice and she often goes to the Fergus, ON Highland Games. I don't know of any other romance (or women's author) who has ever come here to London, ON. We're halfway between Detroit and Toronto. Not a bad position when I still had a car.

    12:22 PM  
    Anonymous CindyR said...

    I was a library kid. I too used to sneak into the Adult stacks and check out the books. I was lucky, no one censored my choices. I was in high school, visiting the bookmobile and wanted to check out 'Good Companions' by J.B. Priestly (?). The librarian there told me it was too old for me. I looked at her and said I had already read it. I just wanted to read it again. She let me check it out. My favorite library growing up was the one on the Kanehoe Marine Base on Ohau, Hi. I could go down on my bike and come back with a basket full of books. Found Mary Poppins there and a bunch other classics. That was where I started sneaking into the Adults stack. Good Memories.

    11:05 PM  
    Anonymous Shoshana said...

    Oh, wow, I love the Seattle library! If only I'd been visiting at the right time.

    I was a library kid, too. People were always asking me if I was going to be a librarian when I grew up. They were pretty surprised when I answered a definite "No," but then, how could I possibly be expected to work with all those tempting books around me, waiting to be read? I wanted to be an editor instead, because then people would pay me to read instead of paying me to give other people books to read.
    Still working on that, though. :)

    11:17 PM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Ah yes. I'm a library grow up with two library kids.

    One of my favorite memories is being the only 3rd grader allowed to use the sacred micro fiche machine to view press clippings about Shirley Temple.

    The librarians there used to put me to work. I loved it.

    All that information right at my fingertips.

    I heart Librarians.


    Rebecca

    8:13 AM  
    Blogger EAJ said...

    I live at the library, or close enough. The best part about being in college--the library is a two minute walk away. The downside being that the library is a research library (but that's why ILL was invented--so Emily could get her fiction fix). I used to go to the neighborhood library afte school when I was little, it made me want to be a librarian--all that information and entertainment available whenever I wanted it. *Shivers* The only problem is, the library is always wanting their books back (they're so picky!).

    2:32 AM  
    Blogger Cynthia E. Bagley said...

    I grew up in the backwoods. We had a bookmobile. We would see it about once every two weeks and pick out about 10-20 books apiece to read.

    I read some books over and over. The smell of dusty books still gets me excited. I escape through the pages of books.

    12:22 PM  
    Blogger Stella said...

    Cynthia: You remind me how Ilonged for a bookmobile to come to our house when I was growing up. I thought it would be like having Aladdin's Cave arrive on my own doorstep.

    An I know what you mean about the smell of dusty books and I remember it clearly, just as I do the scent of baking fluff from behind school radiators!

    12:26 PM  

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