Institute for Children’s Lit | Cathy C. Hall Writes

Yep, those are Cathy C. Hall’s boots. And when I wear those boots, I’m about 6 feet tall, towering over the less tall (is that more politically correct?) folk out there.

If you’re a writer, and you want to get published, you’re going to need a platform. You’re going to need to write something scathingly brilliant, of course. But it’s also wise to get to work, towering over all the would-be published writers, with a scathingly brilliant platform. But how, you ask?

First, read my article “Platform Building 101” that was published in the Institute of Children’s Literature newsletter a few weeks back. Then, get yourself a pair of seriously platform-kicking shoes so that when you walk in a room, people look up and say, “Hey, who’s that tall woman with the spinach stuck in her teeth?” It works for me.

So, I was just conversing with a friend about blogging and such, and how I always try to post on Finding Something Friday. And then I went and missed my post on Friday. But I have perfectly good reasons that are, coincidentally, writing-related.

Reason One:

My very last ever Institute of Children’s Lit assignment was due on Friday. It was kind of a long and involved assignment that required not only a splendiferous children’s story, but also three different market analyses and a cover letter. I had more or less finished the assignment by Friday; all I had left to do was a quick edit of the more or less finished story, the three analyses and the cover letter.

Reason Two:

Facebook keeps sucking me into its vortex of virtual voyeurism. That may not sound like a legitimate reason, but believe me when I say resistance is futile. Unless you are the beneficent Mr. Hall. He left a message for me about Facebook…I’m not sure whether he’s making fun of my note system of leaving messages on the mirror, or if he’s making a statement about Facebook. Or possibly, Mr. Hall has managed to make two statements in one. For the sake of the kiddies, I attempted to convert certain letters to asterisks (no pun intended) before taking the picture.

Is Mr. Hall trying to tell me something? And if you happen to come across my ICL assignment, somewhere on Facebook, let me know, huh?