Tuesday, October 10, 2006

When I Told My Wife -- Jay

First came the tears...

...then came the huggin'!


Years ago, I promised my wife that when I sold my first children's book she'd be the first to know. So when I spoke with my agent on my lunch break and found out about the first two offers, I had to keep my mouth shut for four entire hours…and I work with a bunch of librarians. Aaargh!

Later that day, when my wife and I got off work, she wanted to go running. I asked if she'd be willing to run at a certain park with a lake. She said okay. Just by random chance, that park was also where we got married. I asked if we could walk over to our wedding spot before she started running. She said okay. We stepped into the kissin’ spot and I told her, “Four years ago…right here…I told you I do. Today, I want to say Thank you.” She said, “Thank me? For what?” I took a deep breath. “For helping me get my book published.”

“What!?” Her hands pounded my chest and she took a step back, tears already forming. I coughed a few times and nodded that it was true. Then she spent a few minutes hunched over, crying into her hands…which was great because it gave me enough time to pull the camera out of my pocket, move around to get the best lighting, and shoot.

Then we spent some time chasing each other around the gazebo, leaping benches like gazelle, and telling anyone passing by that I sold my first book. Hey, it’s never too soon to start marketing!

Days later, when everything calmed down (relatively speaking), my wife told me it was the happiest day of her life so far. The fact that she could say something like that is only one of the reasons my book will be dedicated to her.

- Jay

Coming tomorrow...When I Told Eve!

Monday, October 09, 2006

Break On Through -- Jay

For a quick link to the photos and stories in my "When I Told..." series, just click My Wife, Eve, My Parents, or Robin.



Happiness is...


Razorbill? Isn’t that the name of a scary looking bird? Yes, it is. But it’s also the name of Penguin’s kick-ass teen imprint. And their logo, the one seen above, is going to be printed on the spine of my very first published book. Say it with me now…Woo-Hoo!!!

So how did I get The Call? Was it, “Hi, is Jay Asher there? Jay, this is Kristen calling from Razorbill. Are you sitting down?” No, it was a bit more…unusual. I checked my phone on my lunch break and saw that I had two new messages. The first was from my agent asking me nicely to call her back because we’d just received an offer. The second was also from my agent, this time telling me to call her back because we’d just received a second offer.

Last week, Razorbill and two other publishing houses squared off in what I have come to call The Battle of the Book. The rules of engagement, as set up by Referee Rennert (a.k.a. my agent), went as follows:
1. Slap your bids on the table.
2. Show us your marketing.
3. Place a call to the author.

Here’s how Rule #1 went down:
(today, the role of Variable X will be played by Variable $)
1. Contestant A offers an advance valued at $.
2. Contestant B counters with $ + ($ x ½).
3. Contestant A roars back into the lead with a staggering $ x 5.
4. Not to be outdone, Contestant B whips out the ol’ $ x 7½.
5. Wait…who’s that?…it looks like…it is!…here comes Contestant C with $ x 10.
6. Having none of that, Contestant A digs down deep to match the $ x 10.
7. But it’s not over yet, folks. Contestant B gets a second wind and we’re neck and neck with a three-way $ x 10. This one’s gonna be a photo finish.
8. And would you look at that…all three contestants are waving 2-book contracts!

Phew! Just typing that not-so-instant replay made me sweaty all over again. When I told Gregory K. about the auction, and after we were done celebrating, he asked, “Do you remember how it felt when the offer was still at $?” “It felt amazing,” I replied. “That’s what you need to remember,” he said. What a profound guy! (Of course, he then hit me up for some cash cuz he’s a smart guy, too.) But the great thing about having the editors come in with matching advances meant I was able to concentrate on the other details without being swayed by my well-fed credit card bill.

Speaking to each editor on the phone was wonderful. I came away with the impression that children’s book editors are some of the coolest people in the world. In the future, I would love the opportunity to hang out with each of them without having to worry about pitching myself to them…or having them pitch themselves to me. How weird is that? With past submissions, editors told me I was the one who wasn’t right for them. But last week they were telling me why they were right for me. Just when I thought I had this business figured out…

So my first book will be a Razorbill book. And my next YA will also be a Razorbill book. (If you have any ideas for a YA…any ideas at all!…please shoot me an e-mail.) They’re hoping to have my book out in Fall ’07, but you don’t need to write that down. Based on their marketing strategy, anyone within 20 miles of a bookshelf is gonna know it’s on its way. The title will likely change between now and then, but it’s currently titled Baker’s Dozen: The AudioBiography of Hannah Baker. As a demonstration of Razorbill’s marketing creativity, they submitted a 13-point Marketing Plan.

13-point…Baker’s Dozen…get it? Ha!

But enough about Razorbill. Let’s talk about me! More specifically, my wife, my parents, and my friends. They’re the real stars of this miraculous turn of events. They’ve been encouraging me for almost…oh…a baker’s dozen or so years since I first enrolled in a children’s lit. appreciation class. It was there that I wrote two picture books as part of an assignment. Soon thereafter, I made the announcement, “I want to be a children’s book writer.” From way back then till now, none of them ever said “Why?” or “You?” or “It’s never going to happen.” All they ever said was, to quote Rob Schneider, “You can do it!”

I wish you all could have been there to witness firsthand their beautiful rush of emotions when I told my wife, my parents, and my fellow Disco Mermaids that they were right.

Instead, I’ll have to show you. Over the next four days, I’d like to share with you some photographs capturing the above mentioned people when first told that their years of encouragement had finally paid off. If you’re a fan of joy, surprise, or tears, you won’t want to miss it.

- Jay


UPDATE:

The book will be released in Fall 2007 with the title 13 Reasons Why.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Finding DiscoLand #3

“Seek and ye shall find…something TOTALLY different than what you were looking for.”

Such is the case for those who typed the following words into search engines and discovered us. The Disco Mermaids!

- booty in spandex disco jeans -
(For crying out loud! We're serious children's book authors. Why would anyone get sent here for a picture of a booty in span...Huh? Oh, really? We do?)

- why did smokey night win the caldecott -
(Better question: What are you, stupid? Cuz David Diaz rocks!)

- things that happen at discos -
(Say it with me now..."Stay at discos.")

- star jones replacement on the view -
(If a Survivor castaway can make it, why not a Disco Mermaid?)

- information on sheepherding -
(Tip #23: Don't count sheep when you're tired. You'll never finish.)

- queen eve -
(Fine, we'll admit it. One of us Googled this phrase. Betcha can't guess which one!)

- the mermaid locker sandwich -
(Okay, people...minds outta the gutter.)

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

It’s Just Me—Robin

Did I just hear a collective ‘sigh’? I know we’re all waiting to hear some “big” news from Jay, but we’re going to have to wait just a little bit longer. This stuff takes time and it might just be worth waiting for! A couple of things still need to be figured out (a couple…or six things! OH! Hush my mouth!)

Meanwhile…I found myself having a happy moment today in front of Denny’s.
No, I hadn’t just eaten my third helping of bacon (like I’d do that!) I was sitting in my car when the cell phone rang. It was from another area code. That could only mean one thing: they tracked me down for that parking ticket I got in Wichita.

But no, it wasn’t the parking police. It was an agent! She read the first three chapters of my middle grade novel, “DUDE, WHERE’S MY LOCKER?” (it’s a very serious literary piece of work!) She said she laughed out loud. She loved it. She wants to read it. Right now!

“Holy _______!” I said in honor of Lisa Yee.

Then I drove home, emailed this oh-so-smart agent, then called Jay. “DUDE, WHERE’S OUR ANNOUNCEMENT!!??”

But we’ll just have to wait….Okay, all together…SIGH!

Or for those potty mouths like myself…(________________!!)

--Robin

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

DiscoMermaids Are Having The BEST WEEK EVER!!

DISCOMERMAID MAD LIBS

It’s been a good week for the DiscoMermaids. No, a GREAT week. It all started seven days ago when Jay showed up at my house and brought _____. Then he sat me down and said, “______called and said_________.” I said, “No _____way!!” He said, “WAY! And then she said ___ ___.” Holy crap!

The next day Jay called and woke me up at ____a.m. and said, “Dude you’re not going to ________ believe this, but ______ and ____ and then ______.” Holy crap!

Later we drove to Robin’s house and brought ____. We told her about ____ and she said, “Holy ___! You’re ______ kidding _____ oh my _____ _____ I can’t ________ you’ve got ________________________________________!”
(Robin’s got a dirty mouth problem.)

Fast forward to a few days later and…
Robin got a ________ from ________ saying, “____________.”
Then I got an e-mail from _________ saying, “____________.”
Then Jay called and said, “______________________!”
Just as I was on the phone with him, we both got e-mails from Robin saying, “_________________.” And two seconds later an e-mail from _________ over at _________ popped up for me and said, “_________!!!”
Then I got another e-mail from my friend ______, who just got a book deal with ________, and her _______ wants to talk to me about my _________! So I e-mailed him immediately.

Oh, it doesn’t end there. Robin left a message this morning saying, “________ call Jay right ______ now!!!” So I did and he said, “___________________________, dude.”
And I said, "WE ARE THE DISCO-FREAKING-MERMAIDS!"

So, Robin and Jay are headed to my house in a few hours so we can ___________ and discuss how ___________ and when ________ and who should __________ and then we’ll ________________. And, of course there will be lots of pizza and _________ and maybe some _________.

Disco Mermaids are having the BEST WEEK EVER!

--Eve

Sunday, October 01, 2006

One Funny Lady—Robin

Today I went to a conference about finding your funny bone and writing humor for children. Our speaker was the amazing Mary Hershey, author of “My Big Sister is So Bossy She Says You Can’t Read This Book” and has a new book coming out in Spring of ’07 called “The One Where the Kid Nearly Jumps to His Death and Lands in California” (Razorbill). Just from the titles, you can tell this lady is funny.

And she was. Not only did I giggle (often) but I really learned something today! (Man, I sound like Kyle at the end of every South Park episode. Or is it Stan that always learns something?) Anyways, what I learned was this:
"Normal people have a bad childhood and get therapy. Humorists have a bad childhood, get therapy and write humor to pay the bills."
Wow! I’m NOT normal. I knew it!!!

But that’s not all I learned. Did you know that when you laugh, fifteen facial muscles contract!?
Really!? 15!?
Yep. I could eat donuts all day if I’d just laugh a few million times a day. Brilliant!

But here’s the thing. Mary had us do some writing exercises that totally and completely led me down a path to a story that I knew I wanted to write some day, but had no idea how to go about it. We wrote about our childhood, but not in a specific “tell me about the day your dog died” kind of way. It was very general to explore the overall themes of our own lives.

When we were finished writing, she had us circle the themes we found in our childhood story and then list the top three themes that resonated with us most. “That is your truth,” she said. Then she had us go back to a previous exercise where we wrote about an obsession we have. “Combine your obsession with your truth,” Mary said. “You have just found your funny bone.”

A chill went up my spine. Looking at the words on my page…she was right! I had a truthful storyline with humor…just waiting to be written. What a gift.
Thank you, Mary for a wonderful afternoon. You are one funny lady.

(And you have FABULOUS shoes!) :-)

--Robin