And finally, I want to wish the girl's varsity basketball team good luck in the State Finals tomorrow in Sacramento. GO PANTHERS!
yep, it's a Voorhees blog
And finally, I want to wish the girl's varsity basketball team good luck in the State Finals tomorrow in Sacramento. GO PANTHERS!
I've been a bit slow in posting these pictures (Slow is an understatement, I know. At least I got them up within a calendar year). This was my first school visit, with about 150 of Mrs. Sanchez's ESL students at West Mesa. I read for about fifteen minutes, then answered questions for another thirty. One of my favorite parts of the visit was the sound of pages turning as the students followed along with what I read. I was impressed by how closely the students had read the book and how emotionally invested they seemed to be in the outcome. After the Q & A, we hung out a bit, and I found myself engaging in a bit of smack talk about el fĂștbol mexicano. Despite Daniel's best efforts, I remain unconvinced about the virtues of switching my alliegances to Cruz Azul.
Thanks again to Mrs. Sanchez and all her fantastic students!


The reading yesterday at Bookworks had a little bit of a "Coert Voorhees, this is your life" feel to it. I saw some people I hadn't seen since high school, which was fantastic. I'm bad at coming up with names for my characters, so when I was writing the book, I thought back to kids I grew up with and used some names that I liked. Little did I know that I would eventually read the book to two of them. Zach was there, as was Cheo. Even though the characters have very little in common with their namesakes, it was still pretty sweet to have them in the audience. Thanks so much to Cein and Nancy and the rest of the Bookworks staff!
I just got back from Atlanta (that's my book in Hyperion's booth!) where I had a ridiculous time talking about the book and meeting other authors and being impressed once again by how much teachers and librarians care about their students. I spoke on a panel with Jerry Spinelli (who was both legendary and gracious) Gail Giles (whose books pretty much scare the hell out of me) and E Lockhart (whose new book The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks is great stuff, and not just because the narrator is named Frankie). I spent most of my time at the conference trying not to look over my shoulder for the reality police, who I was sure were going to jump from behind one of the booths to give me the old heave-ho.