Janey Robinson

Event Report: How Does Your Book Get Onto Their Shelves?

Jul
29

I had a lovely evening at independent bookshop Tales on Moon Lane last month* in Herne Hill, south east London, venue and host of the first SCBWI Industry Insider event of the year. 

Tamara Macfarlane set up Tales on Moon Lane thirteen years ago and joined the evening’s panel alongside author Mo O’Hara (My Big Fat Zombie Goldfish), publishing director Bella Pearson (David Fickling Books) and author Clare Stanhope (Brenda’s Bottom and her Birds).  We were welcomed by Mandy and Jess, SCBWI Industry Insider organisers, who led the panel. Here are the highlights.

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Picture Book Update: How the Sun Met the Moon

Jul
08

Something special happened this week, a dream of mine came true. My friend, fellow critique grouper and hugely talented author illustrator James Hutchons, surprised me with an illustrated spread inspired by the first picture book text I ever shared with him. I was, and still am, very excited about it. This is the first time I’ve seen one of my stories illustrated.

Event Report: Writing Non-fiction For Children

Apr
28

I’ve not written any children’s non-fiction before so I’m excited to learn something completely new as I arrive for today’s SCBWI Author Masterclass in a room above a pub, five minutes walk from Trafalgar Square. There’s a full house of writers as we’re welcomed and introduced to our guru for the afternoon, Judith Heneghan , by SCBWI masterclass series organisers Alison Smith and Cath Jones. It’s clear from Judith’s credentials that we’re in good hands: former commissioning editor, published author of over 50 non-fiction titles, award winner, senior lecturer and director of the annual Winchester Writers’ Festival – definitely guru material.

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Story Extract: Crinkly Wood

Apr
22

This is an extract from an old submission I sent in for a writing course. It’s part of the opening chapter for a middle grade (eight to twelve year olds) novel called “Crinkly Wood”. I’m not convinced it’s suited to middle grade, and it’s seriously first draft, unedited material but I enjoy re-reading past work I’ve not picked up for a while. Sometimes it’s like reading something you’ve never read before and you wonder if it was you that even wrote it!

Everyone assumed I’d move out of our Wood Drive house, but Mrs Townsend and I had lived at number four for over forty years, leaving would be to remove the final traces or her and our life. So I stayed put and my dearest is never far from sight as I go about my daily routines. (more…)