“Wooden Sunset” (iPhone 11) By Amelia Driver, 10 (Woodacre, CA) and published in the July/August 2021 Issue of Stone Soup A note from Malakai Now that we’re a week into summer (if you go by the summer solstice, of course), it’s really starting to feel like a nice summer day: slow, breezy, probably hot. To fully encapsulate that summer feeling, I wanted to highlight a photo from our July/August issue. Wooden Sunset by Amelia Driver gives off that warm golden-hour glow that I just can’t get enough of. Summer sunsets are my favorite to photograph. Here’s a fun photo challenge: try to use Amelia’s picture as inspiration to capture a sunset within the reflection of another object. Tag us on Instagram @stonesoupbykids and I’ll share your photos! Spring/Summer 2021 Writing Workshop Reading For our Spring/Summer session of 2021, we are holding a public reading, where our workshop members will give author readings. They have chosen their favorite work, written during one of the year’s Workshops. Come join us to hear this fantastic writing, read aloud in the authors’ own voices. We are so proud of all of their work. Don’t miss it! A little about myself Since this is my first newsletter as the engagement editor for Stone Soup, I wanted to introduce myself. I’m a Santa Cruz local and grew up hearing about Stone Soup; when I tell folks I work here they usually say, “Oh yeah, I know Stone Soup!” I have a degree in journalism from San Francisco State University, where I specialized in editing, podcasting, magazine design, and documentary video production. I’m here to grow our social media and promote the magazine, books, classes, and special projects. I like to spend my free time in the garden with my mom, working on sewing projects, and playing D&D. Book Contest I’ve been working on promoting our book contest, which is currently open and runs until August 16. Here is the basic rundown: Genre: Fiction (novel, novella, short story collection) or poetry Length: For fiction submissions, the minimum length is 20,000 words. For poetry submissions, the minimum length is 40 pages. There is no maximum word or page limit. Age limit: For this contest, we will accept manuscripts written by those age 14 or under. Deadline: Monday, August 16, 2021 at 11:59 p.m. (Pacific Time) Entry fee: $15.00 And you can find more info here. Preorder The Other Realm In the July/August issue you’ll see an excerpt from a soon-to-be-published novel: The Other Realm by Tristan Hui. The book will be available starting September 1, but you can preorder it now! As put by Tristan herself, “The Other Realm is an adventure story. It combines elements of portal and urban fantasy to pull readers into the world of two endearingly late-blooming teenage girls, who are struggling across a desert in a car they aren’t sure how to drive.” You can pre-order Tristan’s novel here. Also a reminder to check out the Refugee Project; the art, writing, poetry, and photography are truly phenomenal. Till next time, Book Contest 2021 For information on submitting to the Stone Soup Book Contest 2021, please click here. To submit your manuscript, please visit our submittable site. Highlights from the past week online Don’t miss the latest content from our Book Reviewers and Young Bloggers at Stonesoup.com! Cleo takes us through the process of making chocolate in her post that details her experience on vacation in Belize. Read about it here. On the COVID-19 blog, we published a contemplative poem by Otis, 13, inspired by his frequent trips to the park near his house. Also on the COVID-19 blog, Mason reflects on parts of American history and concludes that “one day we will take our steps out of COVID-19.” Summer Classes and Events! Our weekly weekend writing workshops and book club are on a summer break after today, but we’ll be back in the Fall Meanwhile, to get a flavour of the kind of writing our students have been doing this semester, why not join us at their public reading on July 3rd? It’s free to attend, and you’ll hear some great writing in the authors own voice! Young Author’s Studio Summer Camps: we are offering a wide range of classes through the summer jointly with the Society of Young Inklings. Each camp runs for two hours per day, Monday through Thursday. All details and bookings via Society of Young Inklings. From Stone Soup July/August 2021 Get Myself a Rocking Chair By Nora Heiskell, 12 (Philadelphia, PA) Illustrated by Amelia Driver, 10 (Woodacre, CA) Chapter One Lord I been hangin’ out of town in that low-down rain Watchin’ good-time Charlie, friend, is drivin’ me insane Down on shady Charlotte Street, the green lights look red Wish I was back home on the farm, in my feather bed The soft music of the guitar floated through the still air. Smoke from a chimney could be seen above the rooftops of town. Peter McCumber was an odd man. He spoke to no one, but he sang and played his guitar as if he was all alone in his own world. Nobody could remember the last time Peter McCumber had gone to church, let alone to visit somebody. The townspeople all kept their distance, as if he were ill or crazy or something. My father was the only person that would speak to him. I was interested in the old man; there were not many elderly people in Emerald Hills, where we lived. The only other one was Mrs. Gaffney, the milliner. But, like everyone else, I kept my distance. Our town, Emerald Hills, consisted of two neighborhoods. I lived at the very edge of the smaller neighborhood, closer to the part of town where all the shops were. My house was a tiny one-story cottage with whitewashed boards and sky-blue trim around the windows. I lived with my father and our cook, Helen. My mother died when I was only four, and I hardly remembered her. Helen came shortly after Mother died, and she had raised
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Saturday Newsletter: June 19, 2021
“Untitled” (acrylic)By Halil (Syria), created with the support of the Inside-Outside Project and published in Stone Soup June 2021. Artist description of the piece (translated from Arabic): There is something hiding behind the painting. There is a ghost behind it. It is the ghost of someone. (Who?) (No answer to that.) It is not me (says the artist); it is another girl who is afraid. The ghost frightens people, but it does not hurt them. (What does the girl in the picture say?) The girl (in the picture) says the ghost came to her. (What does the girl say to you about the ghost?) She told me so we can help her. A note from Conner World Refugee Day and the Stone Soup Refugee Project June 20 is World Refugee Day, a day of observance to raise awareness about the plight of refugees and to demonstrate a commitment that the world’s forcibly displaced people are not left behind. According to the UN High Commissioner for Refugees, there are approximately 70 million people who have been forcibly displaced from their homes, 25.9 million of whom have official refugee status. Over half of the world’s refugee population is under eighteen years of age. So often, media portrays refugee children as the subject of a narrative. We at Stone Soup are committed to providing a platform for refugee children to use their voice to tell their own stories. The Stone Soup Refugee Project, in collaboration with seven organizations and refugee camps, has collected close to 200 pieces of creative work, including paintings, photography, poetry, and plays, from children living in refugee camps and host countries around the world. These children have fled their homes in Syria, Afghanistan, Burundi, Tanzania, and Thailand, among other places. They have been resettled in countries including Australia, the United States, Turkey, and Greece. Refugee camps represented in our submissions thus far include Za’atari Refugee Camp in Jordan; Umphiem Refugee Camp in Thailand; and Vasilika, Ristsona, and Moria Refugee Camps in Greece. We are excited to announce that these works are currently on display and will soon be free and publicly accessible in our newly created Refugee Project website, which you can explore here. A Little About Myself I received an MFA from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop and have just finished up my PhD at the University of California, Santa Cruz, and accepted a tenure-track professorship of creative writing at Albright College in Pennsylvania. I’ve been teaching some of the Stone Soup Writing Workshops since April, where I’ve had the pleasure to interact and write with some of you. This summer I will also be offering a class on playwriting via the Society of Young Inklings. Weekend Project This week, I want to showcase Rainer Pasca’s strange and beautiful poems—poems that call our attention to the processes and mechanisms of attention itself. Here I focus on Rainer’s poem “Rumi on the Table.” Like many great poems, “Rumi on the Table” tells the story of its own inception—the moment the poet aims to possess that which possesses the poet. It presents the act of poetic creation as its subject matter. The poem, therefore, teaches us how to see and think like poets. 1. I’m thinking of nothing. My head is empty like a garbage can. The poem reminds me of Wallace Stevens’s poem “The Snow Man,” which tells us to have “a mind of winter”—a blank mind—to see the world anew. Rainer takes up this injunction: “My head is an empty garbage can.” Of course, the key word is “empty”—free of metaphorical trash: assumptions, preconceptions, and prejudices. A mind of winter, thinking of nothing, is a poet’s mind: ready to see the world as it is. 2. Hey, look. Rumi is on the table. Rumi, why don’t we make a poem? When the poet’s mind is empty, seeing becomes an act of collaboration. To perceive is to perceive with. In these lines, the poet sees Rumi (a cat and a famous mystical poet) and asks to see as Rumi sees. 3. He’s purring! Awww, he is purring the poem. I love you, Rumi. You’re the king of gold. Rainer and Rumi make a poem together. The poem is a collaboration. In the final couplet, the poem becomes a celebration, an ode, a song, a love poem. This week, I suggest that you write collaboratively. Try to write a poem or story with someone or something else. Go out into the world and write with a “mind of winter,” “thinking of nothing.” What will you hear? What will you see? Until next time, Book Contest 2021 For information on submitting to the Stone Soup Book Contest 2021, please click here. To submit your manuscript, please visit our submittable site. Congratulations to our most recent Flash Contest winners! Our June Flash Contest was based on Creativity Prompt #156, provided by sagacious ’20—21 Intern Sage Millen, challenging participants to interview a grandparent/older friend about a memorable moment from their childhood and to write that memory as a first person story. This clever prompt afforded those who participated with the opportunity to get closer to the elderly than ever before, allowing them to literally inhabit the perspective of their interviewee. These submissions followed no similar narrative arc, though each and every one did provide a unique window into various cultures of the past. Submissions ranged from tales of a smoking car radiator stuffed with gum to a mishap with homemade firecrackers in Taiwan to a poetic vignette about a car crash, plus much, much more. Thank you to all who submitted this month; it was a pleasure to read your work. Congratulations to our winners and honorable mentions, listed below. You can read the winning entries for this contest (and previous ones) at the Stone Soup website. Winners “4 Blocks” by Katherine Bergsieker, 13, (Denver, CO) “Nature’s Lullaby” by Mariana Del Rio, 12, (Strongsville, OH) “Still Life in Which Everything is on Fire” by Arishka Jha, 12, (Redwood City, CA) “A Love that Lasts a Lifetime” by Pranjoli Sadhukha, 11, (Newark, OH) “Rocket Trouble”
Saturday Newsletter: June 12, 2021
A note from Caleb As I have just this week finished my undergraduate studies, turning in a finely tuned creative project of thirty pages, I can understand to some degree the level of time, effort, and skill required to complete a novella. Unlike Ariana, however, my project has not been published and thus has not undergone the same level of edits and in-depth thought. And, to boot, she has done it at only 12 years old! So, let’s take a moment to celebrate Ariana’s monumental achievement. You can read her complete novella here. Weekend Project As suggested by the epigraph of Ariana’s novella, a quote from Oscar Wilde, The Trials and Tribulations of Swifty Appledoe is an inspiring bildungsroman that highlights the importance of being oneself. With a deft understanding of adolescent psychology, Ariana has crafted a deeply empathic, complex, and funny narrative that people of all ages will relate to. Within this excerpt from chapter 17, we see Ariana’s special ability to oscillate between moods while always operating within the realm of taught excitement, thus illustrating the complex array of human emotion present in times of uncertainty. Within her interview with ’20–21 Stone Soup Intern Anya Geist, Ariana revealed a tendency not to adhere to a strict outline as past teachers had advised, but rather to operate with a looser plan that maximized the potential for experimentation. This philosophy, I think, can be seen within the text. Ariana’s ability to encompass a vast spectrum of feeling is emblematic of a writer perfectly in tune with the thoughts and feelings of their characters, her looser vision for the narrative providing an antidote to tunnel vision that allows the text to lead its author to the same extent the author leads it. So, this week I’d like you to come with a loose idea for a story. When you sit down and write, try and allow the story to lead you more so than you lead it. Meditate on its themes. Try and fully inhabit your character(s). Let them take you where they want to take you. As always, if you like what you’ve written, please send it to us at Stone Soup for consideration either in the magazine or on the blog. Until next time, Book Contest 2021 For information on submitting to the Stone Soup Book Contest 2021, please click here. To submit your manuscript, please visit our submittable site. Highlights from the past week online Don’t miss the latest content from our Book Reviewers and Young Bloggers at Stonesoup.com! Young Blogger Kathleen Werth wrote a stellar essay on the impact of The Beatles. Young Blogger Daniel Zhu wrote about the history and merits of Spartan education. Writing classes and Book Club Are you looking for classes to inspire, improve, and practice your writing with great teachers and a group of like-minded young writers and readers? Join us! We do charge fees for our clubs and workshops, but we try to keep them as low as possible, and we offer discounts to subscribers and scholarships to students who need them. Contact us at education@stonesoup.com with any questions. Writing Workshop: we have two writing groups for spring/summer that meet via Zoom every Saturday (except for William’s class, which does not meet for the last Saturday of the month). Come write with us and share your work with your peers. Find out more and register for a workshop at Eventbrite. To see some of the great work produced by current workshop members, read contributions published at Stonesoup.com, or join us at one of our free public readings! Book Club: a book club for writers that meets via Zoom on the last Saturday of every month. Find out more and register for book club at Eventbrite. Check out which books we are reading on our website. Young Author’s Studio Summer Camps: we are offering a wide range of classes through the summer jointly with the Society of Young Inklings. Each camp runs for two hours per day, Monday through Thursday. All details and bookings via Society of Young Inklings. From Stone Soup June 2021 The Trials and Tribulations of Swifty Appledoe (Part Three) By Ariana Kralicek, 12 (Auckland, New Zealand) Chapter 17 On the way to the hospital, everything is like a jumble. It kind of feels like sorting through old books, if you know what I mean. There are the ones you love, ones you hate, and ones you can’t even remember reading. Like now. We’re speeding along the streets, Grandma at the wheel and me yelling, “Go, go, go!” I hate that it’s uncertain about how Mum and my brother are. I haven’t heard anything about them yet. And I can’t remember what happened at school. It’s like it was one of those dreams you can’t think about after it’s over because you’ve forgotten. Finally, we arrive at the Auckland Hospital. “Hurry, Grandma!” I impatiently beg as she unloads bags upon bags of gifts. She asks me to carry some for her. I do. They probably weigh at least several kilograms, but they feel as light as feathers to me. We race inside the main building, Grandma briskly walking and me pulling her along crazily. When we get to the reception desk, the lady sitting behind it stares at us boredly. How is she not excited?! This is so weird! Ugh, Swifty. Snap out of it! “Purpose of visit?” she blandly asks. “Grace McClean!” My grandma’s dentures nearly fly out of her mouth. She’s really excited. “Okay. That’s level seven, ward three,” she replies. We hurry over to the elevator. I jab repeatedly at the button going up, while Grandma smiles at me, stressed but bursting with excitement, her foot tapping on the hard floor. Oh boy! The elevator finally arrives, and we race inside. I jab at the level-seven button, and slowly but surely, we go up. “H-hurry, hurry, hurry,” I whisper. “H-hurry, hurry, h-h-hurry.” Ding! The elevator doors roll open. Grandma wobbles out, a big smile plastered on her face. “Ward three—there it is!” she shrieks cheerily. But just as we’re about to go in, I feel a terrible nervous pang in my stomach. My