Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Safer Than Bungee Jumping

My cousin talked me into it on an unsuspecting Seattle summer evening a year ago.  

It truly did sound like a good idea -- an adventure -- safer than bungee jumping and way more enjoyable than that thing that everybody seems to be doing; the run through the muddy jungle where you get electrocuted and chased by zombies.

My cousin took me out to her car and lifted up the back hatch to show me.  It was shiny and looked like something Batman might keep in the Bat Cave.  
"See my new bike?"  She said it slyly as she so smoothly sunk her lawyerly hooks in.  "You have one, right?"

Then she stood back and let the sparkly newness surround me, biding her time before she settled into her matter-of-fact voice.  "We should sign up for the STP," she said.

Before I could fly back to the East Coast and pump up my tires, I had agreed to it.  Two hundred three miles over two days from Seattle to Portland.  The closer it gets, the farther that distance seems.

And then she fell.  My cousin had a nasty crash on her new BatBike and she's out of the ride.

But I have a plane ticket and training under my belt and a shiny new BatBike of my own.  I can't stop now.  My Summer Fun will continue.  

Because look at what waits for me at the finish line in Portlandia:



And the Mothership:

 And they'll all be there, too:




Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Serendipity ... or ... What are the Chances?

Today is my day to post over at Smack-Dab-in-the-Middle, so to save you a click, I'll be cross-posting here:

I am a definite fan of book trailers.  In our digital media-rich world, it's important to use anything we can to get kids to pick up a book.

The strangest thing happened yesterday.  I was getting to work on this month's Smack Dab blog post which happened to be about book trailers (!), when I saw a tweet from library media specialist, Lori Kirtley, with a link to a book trailer that she and her fourth graders had done for my first book, ALSO KNOWN AS HARPER.  It took serendipity to a whole new level.  Seriously, what are the chances of that happening?




I direct messaged Lori to get permission to post it, so here it is:


Book Trailer for ALSO KNOWN AS HARPER

Thank you, Lori!











In making the video for my second book, A FINDERS-KEEPERS PLACE, I called upon cheap child labor, also known as my daughter, Holly.  She has a cameo in the video, but she may not appreciate my telling everyone.  Also, she may be huffy about her paycheck which is apparently still "in the mail".  Please click below:

Book Trailer for A FINDERS-KEEPERS PLACE by Ann Haywood Leal   

Monday, April 14, 2014

I Have Only Three Words: Escape, Lost, and Urgent ...

What do those words have in common?  I can't say!  I want to, but I am of Irish background, and something very terrible could happen if I give too much away.
Holly Schindler

Something I can say, is that I was thrilled to be asked to blog hop with the wonderful Holly Schindler.  
Please check out her blog HERE.  





Here are Holly's questions for me:  


1.  What am I working on now?

I am a little superstitious about giving too much away (must be the Irish in me!).  I am actually working on two things right now.  The first is a middle-grade novel with an unusual setting.  It has been both the most difficult thing I've ever written and the most fun.  The second is also middle-grade, and I'll only give away two words:

"escape" and "lost".

2.  How does my work differ from others of its genre?

Hmmm... very good question.  My first two books have been realistic fiction about pretty serious subjects.  Of my two current works-in-progress, the first probably pushes the realistic part of realistic fiction, and the second includes a lot more humor.

3.  Why do I write what I do?

I am on a constant quest to write the book that would make my twelve-year-old self race to the shelf in the library.  I would love to give my readers that same urgent "can't-wait-to-get-my-hands-on-it" urgency.

4.  How does my writing process work? 

I usually start with a setting ... then I wait for the characters to show up.  I try to drop myself right into the setting and imagine what might have happened there.  Who lived there, and what might have gone wrong?

Please don't forget to visit some of my fabulous author friends at the next stops on the tour:

Jolie Stekly:  www.cuppajolie.blogspot.com
Jolie Stekly is a freelance writer and novelist, teacher, fitness instructor, and former SCBWI co-regional advisor of the Western Washington chapter.  She now directs the fall retreats for the region.  Jolie is a member of  "Team Blog" for the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators and was awarded SCBWI's 2009 Member-of-the-Year.

Deborah Lytton:  http://deborahlytton.blogspot.com

Debby Lytton is a writer and actress who grew up in front of the camera, beginning her career at age six when she was discovered by a Hollywood agent.  Her acting credits include five years on the hit daytime soap opera Days of our Lives as “Melissa Anderson."  Debby is also an attorney and most importantly, a mother of two. 

Debby's debut novel JANE IN BLOOM (Dutton Children's Books) was honored by the Missouri Association of School Librarians with Third Place in the Truman Awards (2011-2012) and was chosen by Chicago Public Library as one of the Best of the Best Books of 2009.  JANE IN BLOOM was also selected by the Kansas National Education Association for the 2010 Kansas State Reading Circle Catalog.


Wednesday, October 16, 2013

You Can't Help Yourself

It will happen without warning to the true book believer.

Don't be afraid...just take a look by clicking HERE.


Friday, August 16, 2013

Pick Yourself Up and Keep Going...

I am blogging over at Smack-Dab-in-the-Middle today.  I'll give a word list preview:

*ambulance
*prison
*police car

...come on over and see what's going on!  http://smack-dab-in-the-middle.blogspot.com

Monday, July 22, 2013

Get Back!

"Get back!"  (Or at least that's what I think he said, given my limited broken Spanish...and thanks, Rosa Fontanez--pretty sure the bulk of your crash course consisted  of cerveza...)

Terri (most often referred to in this blog as my FSIL--Fearless Sister-in-Law) and I watched the man wildly waving his arms at us.  It was dark on the beach, but there was definitely something on the sand.  

Was it a body?

And then we saw it.  The mama sea turtle slowly made her way up the beach from the water.  

We stepped back and watched her stop and dig her nest.  It was like a dog digging a hole--sand was flying every which way. 

 Then she was still.  Very still.  In fact, she went into a type of trance in that nest as she began to lay her eggs.  




The person from the preservation program on the beach kept careful watch each night after dark protecting the lumbering mothers and their nests.  

As soon as mama turtle went into her trance, she wasn't bothered by people around her.  She appeared to be completely unaware as the man scooped out bright white eggs, larger than golfballs--all 150 of them--and put them in a bucket. 




 He reburied them in a protected spot by the retaining wall.




She covered up her empty hole, rested for a few moments, then made her way back to the water, not even knowing that someone was protecting her babies in a turtle nursery up the beach.  





I may just have to return to Cancun in 50 days or so.  Those new baby turtles might need my help getting back to the water.