Tuesday, July 06, 2010

Five questioned














When I asked Matt Phelan if he would ever consider illustrating The Wizard of Oz, be brought back childhood terrors by mentioning the Wheelers, a ferocious little bunch of hoodlums from Ozma of Oz. Thanks for that, Matt.
















I was already punchdrunk Saturday morning when I was inviting people to come by the booth and meet Sharon Stone. But Tanya Lee Stone is a formidable person in her own right--when I asked her if she'd like to ride in the Space Shuttle she answered "yes" without a moment's hesitation.


















Rebecca Stead said that winning the Newbery allowed her the luxury of buying fresh flowers once a week, and she gave a lesson in poster-rolling as well.


















Libba Bray and I remembered a time--our respective adolescences--when books like Going Bovine would have been unthinkable as YA novels.


















Charles R. Smith Jr. explained to me why the World Cup isn't the big deal in the States that it is everywhere else--that soccer is just one of many sports kids play here and thus doesn't gain the critical mass it does in other countries. I countered with my Algerian barber's opinion--that soccer has no halftime thus depriving it of lucrative ad revenue and subsequent exposure.


















While acknowledging that Denzel Washington would probably be the most popular choice, Vaunda wants Will Smith to play Bass Reeves in the movie. I suggested Ernie Hudson.


















Jerry pleaded the Fifth when I asked him if Lion and the Mouse had made him feel any different about spotting a cheeky cheese thief (as one book we reviewed had it) in the kitchen.

And who will be interrogated next year? The countdown begins . . . .

5 comments:

J. L. Bell said...

Beware the Wheelers.

Anonymous said...

What? Deb Wiles, you say?

Roger Sutton said...

J.L., the Wheelers are scary enough without the visual onslaught that is Myspace.

Anon., I did not intend that subliminal reference but saw it as soon as the words left my fingers. I wonder if that book might have fish-nor-fowl problems come award time, but I do love it. (I suspect I would have loved it as a straight-up novel, too.)

Anonymous said...

Ernie Hudson would be perfect as Bass Reeves.

Beth Kephart said...

This is all pretty wonderful, in particular the fresh flowers Rebecca so richly deserves, each week.