The Shocking Truth About the Slushpile
Don't look at me. That's just the name of this article I found via Bookninja. Here's a taste:
Often, the most awful stuff was written by aspiring children's authors. It appears to be a widely-held notion that anthropomorphising pavements, natural disasters or household appliances is the way to secure a place in the children's canon. But while your grandchildren may appear to really enjoy Tommy the Tenacious Toaster, the chances of it charming anyone else are slim.It may be preaching to the choir, but it's just so good to hear. Read the rest.
Labels: Aspiring Children's Authors, Editorial Woes, Slush (Not to be Confused with Lake Effect)
posted by fusenumber8 @ 12:18 AM
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"But while your grandchildren may appear to really enjoy Tommy the Tenacious Toaster, the chances of it charming anyone else are slim."
Eeeek!
Yeah, I see (and completely, wholeheartedly agree with) the point she's making. But could someone slap a copy of The Brave Little Toaster into this woman's hands, pronto?
If there's anything I've learned about kidlit in my tenure as a children's librarian, it's that sometimes the strangest, least appealing premises for a book can become wildly popular.
That said, I've always been thankful that Virginia Lee Burton's first children's book was never published. The topic? The glamorous life of an anthropormorphic, dancing speck of dust.
Yeah, ewwww.
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