My Pathetic End of the School Year Reading List June 23, 2012

I somehow got stuck reading Rot and Ruin. I didn’t actually finish the book, but I got through three quarters of it and maybe at some point I will try to get through the rest. (Ok, probably not.)

I do have a few other books to add to the list that I actually did finish though. Not as many books as I thought I would read in these three months, though. It looks like the 100 book goal is quite a long shot at this point, but I haven’t given up on it completely. The last few months have been spent doing a lot of rereading of books to manage all the book clubs. It looks like with running 7-8 different book clubs I will have to decide on a more manageable independent reading goal for next year.

Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins

The Boy Who Saved Baseball by John H. Ritter

Fated by Alyson Noel

March Reading List April 4, 2012

Matched by Ally Condie

My Life as a Book by Janet Tashjian

Inside Out and Back Again by Thanhha Lai

Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins

The Running Dream by Wendelin Van Draanen

January/February Reading List March 1, 2012

Flat Broke by Gary Paulsen

The White Giraffe by Lauren St. John

The Scorpio Races by Maggie Stiefvater

A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness

Hidden By Helen Frost

Powerless by Matthew Cody

Nov-Dec. Books & 2011 Reading Goal January 2, 2012

For the first time last year (2011) I set a reading goal for myself. I set the goal to 100 books, but never really set any parameters on what constitutes a book. (Does it need to be a certain number of pages? Does a longer book count as two books? Etc.) Not to make excuses for myself, but be prepared for a few because I did not reach my goal, by TWO, count them ONE, TWO, books. That’s pure frustration for me. I was so close!

Looking back, it really doesn’t matter all too much (And I’m not so much saying that because I didn’t make it). I set a reading goal for the sole purpose of pushing myself to stay more current with YA books in particular. I found it hard to communicate with my students about the books they were enjoying and reading because I had not read so many of them. I read far more books this past school year, summer, and the beginning of this school year than I have in a long while. So to sum it up, the goal worked, even if I did not meet or surpass it. I read 98 books which is far more than I may have read otherwise. So I plan to set that goal for 2012 as well, to read 100 books (for real this time).

This November through December my reading picked up quite a bit. Not enough to make up for September and October, obviously, but not bad.

The Scorch Trials by James Dashner

Addie on the Inside by James Howe

Now You See It by Cathy N. Davidson

Scrawl by Mark Shulman

Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Cabin Fever by Jeff Kinney

Writing Magic: Creating Stories that Fly by Gail Carson Levine

I AM NUMBER FOUR: The Lost Files: Six’s Legacy by Pitticus Lore

Trash by Andy Mulligan

Radiance by Alyson Noel

The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot

The Truth About Truman School by Dori Hillestad Butler

Middle School, the Worst Years of My Life by James Patterson

The Twenty-One Balloons by William Pene du Bois

The Mysterious Matter of I.M. Fine by Diane Stanley

Bio-Pirate by Michele Martin Bossley

October Reading List November 1, 2011

Ranger’s Apprentice 2: The Burning Bridge by John Flanagan

Going Blue: A Teen Guide to Saving our Oceans Lakes, Rivers & Wetlands by Cathryn Berger Kaye*

Stolen Children by Peg Kehret*

Ranger’s Apprentice 3: The Icebound Land by John Flanagan

P S Longer Letter Later Book 2: Snail Mail, No More by Ann M. Martin, Paula Danziger

Thirteen Reasons Why by Jay Asher

True..(Sort of) by Katherine Hannigan*

September Book List October 2, 2011

Woods Runner by Gary Paulsen

Breath, Eyes, Memory by Edwidge Danticat

Ranger’s Apprentice Book 1: The Ruins of Gorlan (because I read the majority of it in September)

You can’t get clearer proof of how pathetic my September reading has been than this. I only finished three books, and I’m half-way through two others. Let’s hope October gets a bit better. I’m aiming to read the next two books of the Hunger Games series this month, and I want to read the next book in the Ranger’s Apprentice series as well.

Don’t forget the details October 1, 2011

It seems that every year I’m reteaching the art of using details. There seems to be something ingrained in all young writers, one of those learned fallacies, that any reader can understand exactly what they are thinking, and with just a few vague jottings a reader will know exactly what it is being referred to in a few sentences. They will know exactly why that quote was dropped in, without explanation or course. They will know which character is being talked about or is doing the talking even if  all that is written is “he,” or “she,” or my favorite, “they”. A reader will marvel at those one sentence critical responses like they do a zen koan. When my students say something is “fun,” or “awesome,” or “tasted really great,”(no, scratch that “scrumptious” is a better word). The assumption is that everyone, everywhere, will have experienced exactly the same, so why go into any greater detail about what it is you thought or truly experienced.  And partly I can’t help but think that we all carry this idea within us, that everyone must surely know what it is that we are thinking, feeling, experiencing. No explanation required.

But writing is all about communicating this thinking, and all about those details.

So every year I have to start chiseling, hoping to find those nuggets of details hidden out of sight. I have to put a spotlight on details so they don’t seem like such a minor aspect of writing, but one of the most important parts.

Anomaly? September 24, 2011

I never think my students are listening. I assume that three quarters of what I say gets washed away in less than five minutes time into some vortex of inattention/distraction/brain-clutter and other such things. It becomes all the more impressive then, when well past the point in which I shared some tidbit of information, it comes flying back at me most unexpectedly and often from the least likely sources. It tends to catch me off guard a bit actually.

I had two such instances last week, and both in regards to my writing territories, something I spent maybe twenty minutes sharing with my students more than a week and a half ago. I have heard that we tend to remember things more readily in story form, so maybe that’s one reason for it. Another possibility may just be that opportunities for teachers to share real-life narratives of themselves has become so rare that it peaked their interest.

The first time it came up was when students were doing a quick write modeled after Cynthia Rylant’s “When I was young at the ocean”  A student mentioned that I could write my poem about the “helicopter” bush I used to play in when I was little. So I did. And I thanked her for reminding me of one of the special childhood places that I had written in my writing territories.

I thought that was an anomaly, and it wouldn’t ever happen again.

But just yesterday, when students were writing about a superpower that they wished they could have, and what they would do with it if they actually had it, it happened again. I was busily writing the whole time myself, trying to model for students the process of continuous writing. After students shared with one another what they had come up with, one student asked what I had been writing about. I encouraged them to guess. After a few guesses, most having to do with intelligence or strength, one boy guessed that I would want to go back in time and have super speed, so I could finally beat my cousins in our bike races around the block. It made me smile when he said that. Another writing territory reference and with a different class this time.

I guess I will have to rework some of my earlier theories, especially if this comes up again in a month or two.

 

 

Look again September 15, 2011

Revision is such a foreign concept to so many. Why go back and re-look at something you just spent all that time looking at not too long ago? Why add words or rearrange ideas. Why oh why would you ever start from scratch? (Isn’t that going backwards!) Revision is the hardest thing to teach and the hardest thing to learn.

I should mention perhaps that I have a hard time with revision myself. I love playing with words, of course, and I love looking at things in a poetic way, it’s the cutting things out completely that’s my biggest struggle. I tend to say in 100 words what I could probably have said in 50.  When it comes to teaching revision, I’ve tended to emphasize that creative side of revision more so than the tedious side (and then I wonder why my students are so quick to add, add, add, and so hesitant to cut).

I love the idea, though, that writers have a million chances to get it right. That’s my favorite part of revision. You don’t really find that sort of thinking in many places.  There’s a freedom that comes with knowing that your first attempts at writing are really only beginnings, but the hardest part seems to be keeping this spirit alive while at the same time not falling into the ever present trap of never, ever finishing anything.

But that’s not the mindset that most students walk in with. The mindset I see most often is write everything down that happens to pop into your head in that moment of time, then walk away and never look back. I’m sure that mindset comes from somewhere, and schools probably carry much of the blame. Writing assignments that have to be completed in a day, and no real authentic writing taking place either at school or at home, are part of the problem, too.

It’s a struggle to unlearn the thinking that the first thing that comes out of your head is the best or that only you are the genius that can pen a novel in one day. In much the same way that so many don’t reflect on their experiences or their actions, so many don’t reflect on their writing.

P.S Of course this blog is unrevised and therefore perfect ;0)

 

 

September is a slow reading month September 12, 2011

Every September I’m reminded of how hard it is to be a teacher and a reader at the same time. What was a book read every few days becomes a book read every other week or so. What was over 15 books in a month becomes a handful. And every year I tell myself that I am capable of doing it all, that I can read and teach and write and teach, or even that I can be a better teacher if I read and wrote more regularly. (Although those teachers that manage to write whole books amaze me!) But I always fail miserably. It all hits me in September.

Once again, I beguile students with all my summer reads only to fall short as a teacher-reader for most of the rest of the school year (minus breaks of course). Once again I have to set a reading routine otherwise I would probably read hardly any books of all (minus professional resources, of course). At least this year I’ve amassed such a collection of  summer reads that I could feasibly get a free pass until October. (Just kidding)