April 17, 2006

My Brother is Cool, and You Can Win the Proof

HEATHER! IT IS STILL MONDAY! LOOK I AM ON TIME! This will never happen again.

BETWEEN, GEORGIA looks at identity and nature v/s nurture. My main character, Nonny, is the biological child of the Crabtree family, but is stolen and raised by the Frett family. Naturally she is at the center of a war that breaks out between the two. Nonny’s mother, Stacia Frett, is an artist, a doll-maker. Stacia has Ushers syndrome, a genetic condition that causes profound deafness from birth and an eventual loss of sight. Folks with type one Ushers are often completely blind before they turn fifty, if not earlier. Here's Nonny, talking about the last series of animal-headed dolls in Victorian dress that Stacia makes before her eyesight deteriorates too much to allow her to work in porcelain:

...the animal dolls had all been modeled on the people in my mother's life. People from Between. Mama had done herself as a brown bear, and I could see Crabtrees in the thin-faced red foxes. One little fox girl stood beside the carousel, and from beneath her cherry red skirts, brown bear paws peeped out, a quiet love letter from my mother to me.

Much like Stacia, my brother Bobby Jackson makes his living as an artist, sculpting the greens for toys and figurines, and he sculpted Nonny’s totem for me. He caught Nonny’s bravery, her desire to be loved, her good, good heart, and the way she hesitates, hopeful but cautious, as if she is standing on the brink of something. He sculpted her exactly as I believe her mother sees her, and I love the MASSIVE bear paws peeking out from under.... Here is the original sculpture, called a green, because of the color of the compound he works with:


Here's a more distant shot, mostly so you can see all the scattered skeletons of my brother's other minatures in progress sprinkled all over his disgustingly messy offfice, which is, sadly, better organized than MINE:


I was so taken with the figure that I hired a mold maker and a casting company and had a small lot of them made up. The pewter finish had been brushed so she is nicely highlighted, but she doesn't take good pictures. The light glares off her and you can see the detail in photographs better in the green. But she's darling in metal, trust me. I sent them out to booksellers and suchlike folks who were so good to me when gods in Alabama came out, as a thank you, but I kept a little pod of them for myself, including a few to give out here. TRA LA!

SO, I have two up for grabs this time. And two contests to win them by. You can enter one, or you can enter both, but you can't WIN both, even if both your poems are the very bestest. If that makes sense. It makes sense to me, so don't worry, enter both as many times as you like, I'll sort it out with the judges if sorting is needed so no one wins both.

Below this is an entry called YOUR HAIKU HERE. If you want to enter the HAIKU contest, put a HAIKU that you yourself have made up in your own mind in the comments beneath THAT entry. The object of a Haiku is to capture a single, simple image.

Under that, still farther down, is an entry called, YOUR LIMERICKS HERE. Please place your own original limericks there. The object of a limerick is to be amusing and perhaps scatalogical. Please do not include any lines that end in "Nantucket" or "Brother clucking" and various rhyming combos that go with such phrases, as I prefer to keep FTK rated PG 13. You can skate near the edge of PG 16 if absolutely VITAL. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, and if you do not, then I am charmed by the purity of your adorable mind, and I suspect that you are ten years old and should therefore leave this blog immediately---you'll have a nice time here.

Haiku put in the wrong place don't count.
Limericks put in the wrong place don't count.
Any NON ENTRY comments placed in the slots for entering will be cruelly removed and a squad of specially trained snotty thirteen year old girls will be deployed to appear on the doorstep of offenders and make SCOFFING noises at them.
You can comment beneath this entry about anything you like except please do not tell me where I can get quality chinese cialis soft tabs. Thanks.
Due to Cialis soft-tab spam, commments automatically close ONE WEEK after an entry is posted, so you have one week from the time of posting to get your entry in.
If you already HAVE a fox doll because you are a dear friend of mine or a relation or a bookseller I love or you won an earlier contest (I have sent 2 others out under the guise of SOMETHING SECRET) then don't enter please. BUT! PLEASE! Feel free to post your own haiku or limericks under THIS entry, NOT THE CONTEST ENTRY, THIS ONE, just for fun.

Both contests will be judged by people who are NOT ME, because I know and love some people who may want to enter, and it would not be fair. A VERY talented smartipants woman in my writing group has agreed to judge the Haiku, and my drinking buddy and beerhall-floozy-in-a-former-life Karen Abbott (who is writing a book for Random House that's all ABOUT floozies in Chicago at the turn of the century, ackshully) will probably agree to judge the limericks just as soon as ever I get her on the phone. SO. If you lose, blame THEM. I would have picked YOURS. I am QUITE SURE it was best.

Just for fun, here is a picture of one of the foxes that I had painted by an artist named Shubert. No, not my cat. A different one. It was a present for my amazingly cool editor, and I think it's worth looking at...



Okay -- you can comment HERE about anything, including what a cool brother I have *grin* Contest entries go in the posts BELOW. :)

Posted by joshilyn at April 17, 2006 6:36 PM

I love the painted one! We have the one you sent to SMB on the sales register so we can show it off to everyone. And we do!

I had the hardest time not saying "I know what it is and it's fabulous!" in earlier comments, but I did and it is and the winners are gonna just LOVE them!

Posted by: Fran at April 17, 2006 6:56 PM

OMG, I'll be writing furiously all week. Adorable. You and your brother are sooooooo talented!

Posted by: Edgy Mama at April 17, 2006 8:54 PM

Joss! A recent line from FTK is in a post on MISS SNARK'S BLOG. And you got credit AND a compliment for it too! How cool is that?

Go see!

Posted by: Shelley at April 17, 2006 11:24 PM

Oh the painted one is awesome. But I won't be trading in my Miss Foxy. She sits on my desk at work. I'm with Fran I knew what was coming but was really good *note gleaming halo* you guys are in for an adorable treat.

Brother Bobby Rocks!

Posted by: Cele at April 18, 2006 12:26 AM

Wow! I love the painted figurine. Such expressive eyes.

Posted by: David at April 18, 2006 8:02 AM

Oooohhhh I love the painted one!! But I love my pewter one, too. ("my preeeeshus!") I was thinking of writing a limerick, but I just can't for the life of me think of anything that rhymes with "blunt." Hrm. ;)

Posted by: Mir at April 18, 2006 9:41 AM

Your brother IS cool! That painted figure is amazing and I bet the pewter ones are gaaahgeous too.

Thanks for setting up the contest for Haiku AND limericks and for letting us enter as often as we want! Yay! I'm off now to post a limerick I thought of the other day about Horace the dog, even though he has nothing to do with this contest, just because I thought the limerick was cute. :-)

Posted by: DebR at April 18, 2006 10:20 AM

Of course, I already have a statue, but I can't really resist a Haiku contest...

Boneless confections
Bring no joy to the pallet
Crunch, amphibians!

Posted by: Mr. Husband at April 18, 2006 11:20 AM

Can I just say the painted one is awesome -- only better because of the grass!!!! I love the tufts of grass. Off to go write my poems -- hmmm, perhaps my English teacher is secretly reading and she just fell out of her chair laughing that *I* was writing any poems.

Posted by: Patricia at April 18, 2006 1:29 PM

Wait just a cotton pickin' minute. Mir has a statue and I don't? I thought you loved me! Ooooh, the jealousy! ;)

Posted by: Amy-GO at April 18, 2006 2:37 PM

definitely cool brother, definitely cool figurine - but HEY! pfff. I LOVE Homestar. And I'm..nearing...thirty. Hmph.


Posted by: Janet at April 18, 2006 10:12 PM

WOW! Amazing!!!

Did you get the happy I mailed you?

Posted by: Heather at April 18, 2006 10:37 PM

DebR, may I just say, your limericks are an absolute hoot! :-)

Posted by: David at April 19, 2006 8:16 AM

OOOOH! A Haiku contest? I'm IN!!!

Posted by: cloudscome at April 19, 2006 9:41 AM

Thank you, David! Wish you were judging! LOL!

Posted by: DebR at April 19, 2006 9:42 AM

The figurine is so completely awesome and your brother so totally ROCKS!

(oops...sounding like a teenager!)

I found your blog on someone's blogroll when I was drawn to the word Kudzu - as I am moving to Alabama in July!

And I am so glad that I found you - love your blog, now I've got to go get your books!

Posted by: Lisa Roberson at April 19, 2006 3:58 PM

Who won? it's adorable!

Posted by: Martha O'Connor at April 22, 2006 3:26 PM

In my entry, "Ode to Johnny Depp" I expressed my antiquity. I'm going to post a sonnet that I wrote in my youth on my blog if anyone is interested...

Posted by: Miss Audrey at April 23, 2006 1:26 AM