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Hi all,

This is just a note to say that misscacklemisscackle.blogspot.com has moved to the new and snazzy website, www.kategordon.com.au. Please change your links and enjoy!

Hope you like it.

Kate

 Just for Lindsay, who wanted me to post my favourite books by my favourite authors (Thanks muchly, Lindsay. It was super fun trying to decide!)

30. Jill Murphy- The Worst Witch

29. JD Salinger- The Catcher in the Rye

28. Harper Lee- TKAMB

27. Helen Fielding - Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason

26. Margo Lanagan - Black Juice

25. John Green - Paper Towns

24. Sonya Hartnett - Butterfly

23. James Moloney - A Bridge to Wiseman's Cove

22. Penni Russon - Little Bird

21. Kate Thompson - The New Policeman

20. William Corlett - The Steps Up the Chimney

19. Agatha Christie - Ten Little Indians

18. Nick Hornby - High Fidelity

17. Nick Earls - After January

16. Joanna Trollope - The Rector's Wife

15. Thomas Hardy - The Mayor of Casterbridge

14. Cathy Cassidy - Ginger Snaps

13. Sarah Dessen - Along for the Ride

12. Anne Rice - The Vampire Lestat

11. Ally Carter - Gallagher Girls (all)

10. Barry Lyga - The Astonishing Adventures of Fanboy and Gothgirl

9. Maureen McCarthy - Queen Kat, Carmel and St Jude Get a Life

8. Melina Marchetta - Saving Francesca

7. Margaret Clark - Hold My Hand or Else

6. Scott Westerfeld - Pretties/Uglies/Specials

5. Lewis Carroll - Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There

4. Terry Pratchett - The Colour of Magic

3. Tamora Pierce - Wild Magic

2. Mem Fox - Where is the Green Sheep?

1. Ann M Martin - Oh, everything. Apart from BSC, I loved PS, Longer Letter Later with Paula Danzinger, and I have "borrowed" the title of this for the series I am just beginning!

In which I pick 30 writers who changed MY world ...

As a response to this article: http://www.bestcollegesonline.com/blog/2010/06/28/25-writers-who-changed-the-world/ I decided to post a list of the writers who made the most impact on me, as a writer and as a reader (except I couldn't stop at 25, so I have done thirty!).

30. Jill Murphy

29. JD Salinger

28. Harper Lee

27. Helen Fielding

26. Margo Lanagan

25. John Green

24. Sonya Hartnett

23. James Moloney

22. Penni Russon

21. Kate Thompson

20. William Corlett

19. Agatha Christie

18. Nick Hornby

17. Nick Earls

16. Joanna Trollope

15. Thomas Hardy

14. Cathy Cassidy

13. Sarah Dessen

12. Anne Rice

11. Ally Carter

10. Barry Lyga

9. Maureen McCarthy

8. Melina Marchetta

7. Margaret Clark

6. Scott Westerfeld

5. Lewis Carroll

4. Terry Pratchett

3. Tamora Pierce

2. Mem Fox

1. Ann M Martin

At the moment, I am finally realising my dream of starting an MG series in the vein of The Babysitters Club. I know it will never live up to this legendary series of books, but I am having the most fun doing it. She is a superstar and the day she followed me on Twitter was one of the proudest of my life!

Now, over to you! Do you have a list of writers, or even just one writer, who has had a huge impact on you, as a writer or a reader? I know there's zillions I have left off. I could have made three lists! I'd love to hear your favourites!

In which my lovely local paper does an article on me ...

Hopefully you will be able to read this. My gorgeous local paper, The Advocate, did a big article on me. I am awed, humbled and gobsmacked. I hope you like it!

Isn't it lovely? Am so lucky!

In which I redraft ...

I know it's a common thing for a writer to hear: "It's just not quite ready yet", and I know that, in a lot of ways, it's a good thing to hear, because it means the person telling you that thinks that a) It's not horrible, and b) It has the potential to be ready.

But it still stings. A little bit. At first. Even if they say it really nicely.

But then, usually (in my case at least), you go home and you read the MS again and you think "Jeepers creepers! What was I even thinking? ZOMG. Fail!" and you become insanely, intensely grateful to the person who told you it wasn't ready because a) They were, really, being nicer than they needed to be and b) You now have the opportunity (and, hopefully, if the person gave you a tidbit of editorial advice, the tools), to make it ready. Or, even better, to make it awesome.

This exact thing happened to me about a week ago. And, at first, I was gutted. I rang the Husband Bear and I told him I was quitting writing and I was going to go back to being a librarian because I was crap and was never going to be successful. I may have said all of this in a whiney voice. While crying. In the middle of the Melbourne CBD.

Thankfully, I have the sort of Husband Bear who knows when I am being ridiculous (most of the time), and tells me so. He basically told me to harden the frak up, grow some balls and just get on with redrafting it. So I did (get on with it, not grow some ... oh, I'm just going to leave that one right there).

Now, a week later, my MS is 8,000 words longer - which gives the characters much more room to move. My villain is more three-dimensional and less stereotyped. My twist is an actual twist instead of being telegraphed right from the very beginning. My romance is more realistic. Now, I am in the process of making my Grandma less stiff and conservative and horrid (or, at least, give her a reason for being so and the opportunity for redemption). Once I have done that, well, I will just go back to the beginning and start reading again. 

Because I want this MS to be ready. I want it to be wonderful. And because I want to have balls. I don't want to be the sort of writer who gives up at the first hurdle. I want to prove to people that I can do the hard yards. Wish me luck?

In which I muse upon writers and the Internets

This is the first time I have done a slightly ranty-style thing. It is not meant to cause offense to anyone, least of all Cate Kennedy. I think she's super-awesome.

But, see ...

There's bit a bit of a kerfuffle about Cate Kennedy and her comments, in Overland and in the Sydney Morning Herald on the topic of writers and the Internets. Apparently, Miss Kennedy thinks that the Internets are killing our culture (like big, webby zombies, perhaps?). She thinks that they are "toxic" (toxic zombies!). She thinks that fiction is born of "quiet, slow reflection."

Maybe this is the case for Cate but, as I am writing this, 62% of people on the Internets (or, more specifically, the SMH website), disagree with her.

I'm one of the people who disagree. And it's not that I'm a technohead. I'm really not. I love my books. I can't read off a screen. I like Twitter because it's short and snappy and I don't have to spend much time on it. I was, this morning, a little bit bewildered when my Husband Bear told me he'd been up until 2am "reading". It wasn't the fact that he was up late that I found hard to grasp, or the fact that he was reading. In fact, when he told me that, I asked him if he was reading HP Lovecraft (which we had been reading together last night), and I felt all chuffed and proud that my lovely Husband Bear had been burning the midnight oil reading such classic (non-literary but very VERY awesome) stuff. It made me feel like we were a bohemian couple, possibly in a garret (don't ask me why).

But it turns out that the Husband Bear was not reading Lovecraft until 2am. He was instead "reading the Internets."

"It just keeps getting bigger," he said. "I'm never going to read it all."

I think he was joking.

But back to Cate.

I am not going to get stuck into her, as many bloggers have. I'm actually full of admiration for Cate, both as a writer and for having the guts to come out and make comments like these. It's important to take a stand for what you believe in, and she obviously believes this anti-inty (my new phrase!), stuff very strongly.

It's just that, while the whole peace, solitude and quiet writing serenity stuff may work for Cate, it doesn't work for everyone. 

I was watching The First Tuesday Book Club last night, and was intrigued by a comment Lionel Shriver made about Jane Austen. I'm paraphrasing here (badly), but she basically said, "Nothing happens. Maybe in the time it was written people had the time to read such slow-moving books but I just thought, yeah right, you're going to have another party?".

Her comment didn't strike me because I felt empathy. In fact, I think Austen is brilliant. It was just a good example of how reading - and writing - has changed (for some people).

I love being on Twitter while I'm writing. I love communicating with other writers. I live in a regional area, so Twitter is a brilliant writing community for me. I love the stress - and comic - relief it provides, when I am stuck or despondent. I love my "tweeps".

I wonder where Cate Kennedy writes? I imagine her writing in some secluded spot - possibly a garret! - with no noise or distraction. Me? I write on my couch, with Mephistopheles Danger Gordon yowling at me to be fed, my husband interrupting every five minutes to talk to me, show me something he's just discovered, play me a song on the guitar (which I love!). I sometimes write while he's watching TV (we have no spare room in our house, and no doors!), or listening to music, or cooking. For me, there is no quiet, solitary space. Writing doesn't even feel solitary to me. It feels communal and noisy, because I do it amongst the bustle of my life.

 

And, for me, a blog post can be just as valuable as a great book. I love Penni Russon's blog, Persnickety Snark, Gabrielle Wang, Sandy Fussell, Simmone Howell, Katrina Germein and so many others. They all give such good blog - rich, warm, witty, constructive. I get as much from reading their writing online as I do reading books.

I am on Twitter and Facebook (though I keep swearing to leave the latter). I use an RSS reader and I have two email accounts.

And yet, I still write 2,000 words a day (I would write more if I didn't work full-time).

I still read at least two books a week.

And I'm not Cate Kennedy. I'm not anywhere near her sphere of literary greatness. I'm just me - a luddite book reader who happens to think the Internets are pretty darn awesome.

Isn't it lucky this new-fangled modern world caters for all of us?

In which I have a book cover ...

This is the cover of my book.

In the words of the great Chandler Bing, could I BE any more excited?

Just wanted to say a big thank you to Jodie and Eva and their astonishingly talented designy people at Allen and Unwin for somehow distilling the essence of my story into such a beautiful picture. 

It's really special and I am so honoured and humbled that someone put in all that time to create something so beautiful for something I wrote.

I hope you will all read about Daisy (and Paulina), and love them as much as I have come to.