… because you can go to the beach on a busy holiday weekend and still have it all to yourself. Well, except for the BALD EAGLE you spot, snacking on a seal carcass!
Yes, I know, a bit of an eew factor.
But hey, that’s the kind of thing eagles eat.
This picture doesn’t even BEGIN to do justice to this Marlin Perkins moment (those of you who aren’t baby boomers are probably scratching your heads right now, wondering who the heck I’m talking about — click here for more information if that’s you). It was taken with an iPhone from a fair distance, as we didn’t want to get too much closer and risk disturbing his lunch.
I thought it was a seagull at first. A really big seagull. My husband spotted the white head and said, “No, I think that’s an eagle.” I didn’t believe him, but when the eagle stretched his wings and flapped upwards a bit, revealing those big, powerful, feathered legs, I knew he was right.
The eagle’s mate was there, too, flying around. Absolutely breathtaking to see the pair of them. How often does THAT happen?
I recently did my last school presentation of the year at Whitworth Elementary here in Oregon. I love their mascot, their school spirit, and their school wolf “HOWL”:
Excellent words to live by.
It was a fabulous day, with loads of great questions for me from the smart and lively students (and all the students were definitely smart and lively!). School visits are so energizing for us writers, who spend most of our time alone, spinning words into what we hope is gold for our readers…
Speaking of spinning words, Whitworth’s delightful librarian Deanne Harms prodded me to share a picture of my keyboard. “That’s the keyboard of a working writer,” she said when she spotted it, and it’s true. I wear out keyboards faster than I wear out computers. Check it out:
This is my MacBook Air. I have the 11″ model and I am truly, madly, deeply in love with it. It’s embarrassing how much I adore this amazing little machine! It’s light as a feather, slips neatly into my purse/backpack/carry-on, is able to leap tall buildings at a single bound–no wait, it can’t do that. But I bet it could if it tried! Best of all, it’s still going strong at nearly four years old.
Back to the keyboard. I think you need a closer look. Click on the picture below to enlarge it:
Funny, huh? Good thing I know how to touch type! When you spend all day every day writing — which for me means typing on my laptop — this is what happens. It’s just a hazard of the job. And a badge of honor as well. Wearing out the keys on my keyboard means I’m doing what I’m supposed to be doing: writing books for YOU!
And sometimes it means goofing off writing a blog post… 😉
As many of you know, I’ve started a new occasional feature on my blog — a series of author interviews called In the Spotlight. I have so many friends who are writing so many amazing, wonderful, stellar books, books that you simply MUST know about and read, that I decided it’s time I got busy and shared them with all of you!
Stepping into the spotlight today is my friend Sara Hoagland Hunter. Sara and I go way back — back to when she was a student at Dartmouth College and I was a student at nearby Hanover High School. I looked up to and admired Sara so much back then — and I still do!
She’s had an amazing career as an award-winning writer, journalist, documentary filmmaker, educator, radio producer, lyricist — the list goes on. Is there anything Sara can’t do? I don’t think so!
Sara has written ten books for young readers, including THE LIGHTHOUSE SANTA and THE UNBREAKABLE CODE, about the Navajo code talkers of World War II. Her latest book is EVERY TURTLE COUNTS, an illustrated story based on the international rescue effort to save earth’s most endangered sea turtles, a species called Kemp’s ridleys.
Click here to watch the trailer, then pull up a chair as we settle in for a visit with Sara.
Tell us a bit about how this book came to be — what was the inspiration behind it?
I first heard the story of the Cape Cod sea turtle rescues more than a decade ago from Bob Prescott, the director of the Audubon sanctuary who had discovered the phenomenon. He first identified a stranded Kemp’s ridley sea turtle on the north side of the Cape about 15 years ago and was surprised since these turtles are born on just one beach in Rancho Nuevo, Mexico. At that time, there were only about 400 remaining Kemp’s ridleys in the world.
I followed up with him, shooting a documentary for a cable network called Outdoor Life. I traced the Kemp’s ridley rescue and rehabilitation process from when the frozen turtles wash up on the beach between Thanksgiving and Christmas each year, through the rehab at the New England Aquarium, and later release in Florida and warmer waters. No one yet knows why the two and three year old juveniles wander up as far as the Cape to munch on shellfish in the rich waters of Cape Cod Bay. They used to stay further south, around Chesapeake Bay and sometimes Long Island. When the water temp. begins to drop in the fall, the juveniles seem to get turned around in their natural migration pattern. They can’t figure out that they need to go north and get around Provincetown and the hook of Cape Cod before they can go south to get to Florida and warmer waters.
Between Thanksgiving weekend and Christmas, up to 200 “cold-stunned” sea turtles (mostly Kemp’s ridleys but some loggerheads, green turtles, and leatherbacks) wash in on the waves. An army of volunteers of all ages now strolls the beach between Sandwich and Truro looking for these creatures so they can be picked up by Audubon, slowly thawed, and brought to aquariums for rehab. The rescue record is impressive. I knew I wanted to tell the story, since unsung heroes are my passion (THE UNBREAKABLE CODE was about the Navajo Code Talkers of WWII; THE LIGHTHOUSE SANTA was about Edward Rowe Snow, who dropped presents to lighthouse children).
When it came to overlaying story over research, I began to think what child I wanted to rescue this particular Kemp’s ridley. Immediately, I thought of my niece, Mimi, and her love of animals. She is a tender-heart with a joyous, childlike thought. She is also diagnosed on the autism spectrum and has been a gift to our family. I modeled the character on Mimi as a seven-year-old and Mimi was pleased that I would use her real name. The illustrator used photos of Mimi as a seven-year-old to help inform her art. Mimi is now 24 and has enjoyed joining me for many stops on my book tour.
Have you witnessed the turtle stranding yourself? I’d love to hear about any research you did for the book.
I did accompany a camera crew and a rescuer on a turtle rescue and have footage of it that I show at my book talks. Mimi and I will hike the beach again this Thanksgiving to see if we can spot one.
I love the way the book ends, with a glimpse of “future Mimi” — what are your hopes for this book, and the impact it will make on readers?
Great question. This book is an extremely hopeful one. The range of abilities and challenges of those diagnosed on the autism spectrum is huge. I actually believe that in future years, individuals will be labeled with more specific labels. The Mimi story is not every autistic child’s story. My model was Temple Grandin, who endorsed the book, and who has had a well known career as an animal scientist.
With the number of those diagnosed on the spectrum now reported as 1 in 68, there is a growing need and urgent opportunity to incorporate those with autism into our communities, helping them stretch to realize their full potential, and providing the 24/7 supervision needed for them to attain their goals. Our country has done a fantastic job providing educational opportunity through the age of 21. As soon as someone with special needs turns 22, however, that funding disappears, and all of the investment up to that point is at risk, as families scramble to figure out babysitters, scant job programs, and unattainably expensive housing situations.
My current goal is to get the word out about finding meaningful activity for this tidal wave of young adults. I’ve learned more from Mimi’s pure thought than from anyone I know — both about life and Love. The day to day challenge of caring for a 24-year-old who cannot live alone is daunting. The assembly line work offered Mimi in her state day program is not the right sense of fulfillment yet. All of us need to be working on this. That’s one reason I’ve enjoyed taking Mimi on tour. She loves being on stage!
Who wouldn’t love being on stage with YOU, Sara! I love knowing more about this wonderful book, and wish you all the best with it. Thanks so much for joining us here today. Now everybody go visit Sara’s website for more fun facts (click here), then buy her book and READ IT!
To read earlier In the Spotlight interviews with Chris Kurtz, click here, and with Susan Hill Long, click here.
One of the brightest spots in my week is the trek (or two) I make to my post office box.
For one thing, it’s close to a park that the dogs and I love to walk in — check out the views at the moment, with enormous banks of rhododendrons in full bloom against the towering evergreens:
There are few things in this world prettier than rhodies in full bloom in the spring. Especially pink rhodies. I’m a big fan of pink.
As much as the dogs and I enjoy our walks, though, the MAIN reason I love visiting my P.O. box is because of the mail, of course!
There are few things in this world more fun than opening my mailbox.
You all have completely spoiled me, what with your wonderful letters and fun fan art (both of which I appreciate more than I can ever say). A writer’s life can be a solitary one, so we really, REALLY look forward to snail mail and email.
Here’s a peek at something spectacular that showed up in my mailbox recently from Isabella, a reader from Canada:
That’s the back of the homemade card that she sent me. I love it! And here’s the front:
Isn’t it GORGEOUS? I love the little heart floating over the reader’s head. And what she’s reading, of course. And the huge pile of books, and the snacks, and, well everything…
Isabella even signed her card with a self-portrait:
I would say that she certainly knows how to “live life,” doesn’t she? Thank you SO MUCH, Isabella, for this incredibly special card!
And welcome to this month’s Saturday Story Starter.
As those of you who have participated before know, this is purely for fun, just as a way to exercise those writing muscles (think of it as Heather’s Literary Gym). There are no prizes, only the simple joy of putting words on paper (well, OK, computer screen). Also, I won’t be offering critiques, just brief words of encouragement, but I will read all your entries, that I can promise! (And if you’d like to read some of the earlier stories that have been shared, click here and here and here and here and here and here to browse to your heart’s content.)
I have a special photo for you this month:
I’m going to wait a bit to tell you its background, though. First, I want you to have fun with it. Who is this girl? What’s her name? Where is she? Where is she going? Tell us her story…
Sometimes I not only get great fan letters, I get great ENVELOPES!
Do you love it? I do! This one fairly danced out of my post office box. I was cheered up before I even opened it and read the letter inside. Thanks, Emma!
And then there’s this one:
SO CLEVER! I laughed out loud when I spotted it waiting for me. Thanks, Emily!
Seriously, do I have the best job in the world or what?!