I signed up for the Jack London Writers Conference for two reasons: 1. Gennifer Choldenko, whom I knew in person, was speaking 2. Lemony Snicket, whom I only knew through his books, was speaking. Everything else was icing.

The round tables were labeled according to the genre. For breakfast I sat at one of the two tables marked "children's." Daniel Handler aka Lemony Snicket gave a very wry, yet heart-felt keynote about how bitter he was as a child for reading those books that wasted his time. As a child if he didn't like a book, not only would he not finish it, he would fling the book across the room. He's a hoot and a half in a series of unusual manners. Here I am with my head set normal, and here he is with his head askew.
EJ's haiku highlights of Daniel Handler's speech:
I want to write books
that kids will read to tatters
and not be bitter.
I like to learn, so I decided to attend a session which I knew nothing about. Screenwriting. James Dallesandro explained the basic architecture rules to how movies should be constructed on the page.
EJ's haiku highlights of James Dallesandro's speech:
Begin your story
With an ending, a scene that
Propels character.
Instead of going to a second session, I met up with South Bay Writers members Edie Matthews, Diana Richolme, Becky Levine, and Rosanne Davis. And we chatted and laughed and chatted. It was fun.
So going from an unfamiliar topic of screenwriting, I decided to sit in on a more familiar format of poetry. Albert Flynn de Silver had everyone rearrange the chairs from rows to one big circle. Very inclusive. He started by reading a poem to set the mood and then we went around and shared the color we usually wear and the color we would not be caught dead wearing. Mine were black for the first and chartruese for the second. And he gave us perhaps the world's most complex writing assignment. Seriously, it had like 10 requirements. And we had three minutes to write it. Thankfully, I had my trusty AlphaSmart Neo, so I typed like the wind. Words poured out of me. And I love what I wrote. Thank you, Albert! Here it is:
Maggie wears black even though in Nai Nai’s culture, white is the color of mourning. With her last breath, Nai Nai had said, "I can see grief laughing towards me. Laughing like a big Buddha whose belly has grown so huge, it contains all the worlds sorrows." But Maggie does not agree. She knows sorrows spill over like snakes swallowing vermin. She knows sorrows will always remain burrowed deep in her bones, only to be released when sorrows dance away her memories. Nai Nai promised Maggie a bracelet, made of jade, obdurate milky-green stone. Maggie remembers twirling the bracelet around Nai Nai’s wrist after each hello check-kiss. It would not come off then. Now Maggie holds the bracelet. Its cold smoothness makes her legs weak. The jade bracelet is an imperfect circle, its green smoothness marred by so many nicks. Marred when Nai Nai hit at the car door or the door of her retirement home before she left or her door of the emergency room. Maggie wants to drop the jade, but she cannot. The bracelet says: “I’m here still. After sixty years on her wrist, I’ve lasted longer than her bones. But I’m still part of her. Just as she will always be a part of you.”
EJ's haiku highlights of Albert Flynn de Silver's "Always be a Poet…even in Prose"
Poets Insist on
Rhythm, Musicality—
Remember to Breathe.
Right before lunch I met Gennifer Choldenko in the hall. We chatted and caught up. By the time we finished chatting and were ready for lunch, both the tables for the children's writers were full. So we sat incognito at a mystery writers' table with Marty Sorenson of
The Sand Hill Review, which be publishing three of my poems later this year.
Lunch was somewhat artistically decorated. The salad looked better than it tasted.

But it had an orchid!

I thought about eating the orchid.
Instead, I gave it a contrasting backdrop of my mostly clean napkin.

Lunch was some sort of vegetarian (I think) lassagne with vegetables.

The carrot cake was decent. Gennifer didn't touch hers, and I was tempted to ask her if she wanted it, but I didn't. I didn't need the extra calories.

But enough about the food. This was a writers' conference. Onwards with the rest of the day.
Christopher Moore, author of You Suck and others,shared his crazy path to publication for the luncheon keynote. Basically he wrote and wrote and submitted and wrote until he got a contract. A big one. The reporters rumored over a million. He said that was really just adding up all the contingencies. And he didn't even see the money for a long time. Though his contract was a great success, he stressed many writerly truisms that worked for him.
EJ's haiku highlights of Christopher Moore's speech:
To write a novel,
Finish the book. True cliché:
Must write everyday.
Right after his keynote, they announced the winners of the writing contest....
Drumroll....
My recently completed novel manuscript
Paper Daughter won Runner Up for the Charles and Lois Cook Prize sponsored by Komenar Publishing. Woohoo! Here I am with all the novel winners. The big winner is Theresa Donovan, standing to my right. She's very cool (also writes historical fiction) and prolific, having entered 2 completed novels in the contest. And Charlotte Cook, head of Komenar, is right next to her. And my orchid is on my name tag. Very exciting. Thanks to Rosanne Davis for providing photo.

After lunch, I sat in the front row for Gennifer's talk. She talked about the essence of humor and writing books for children. An appropriate topic, since her novel
Al Capone Does My Shirts won both a Newbery Honor and the Sid Fleischman Humor Award.
EJ's haiku highlights of Gennifer Choldenko's "Writing Funny Books for Short People"
Humor can stem from
sadness, humiliation
and anger.
You can't teach funny
but you can improve your craft
to be funnier.
The very funny, very petite Gennifer Choldenko and me:

Then I went to hear Lolly Winston, who provided a worksheet for characters. Lolly writes women's fiction, and her first novel
Good Grief was on the NY Times Bestseller list.
EJ's haiku highlights of Lolly Winston's "Creating Characters that Leap off the Page"
What foils prevent your
character from what she wants?
What is her big flaw?
The final keynote was given by Steven Hockensmith, a mystery writer with entertaining, interesting stories.
EJ's haiku highlights of Steven Hockensmith' speech:
“How do you do it?”
Write, revise, submit (repeat).
Just keep on truckin’.
Indeed, keep on truckin' through fair weather and foul. Keep on truckin' through rejections and ridicule. Keep on truckin' through success and fear. Just keep on, keep on, keep on writing. And revising.