I read everything I could get my hands on as a kid, but my
top three favorite genres were Science Fiction/Fantasy, Westerns, and Animal
stories. My very first “favorite” book, which I read over and over and over, was
Pagoo, by Holling Clancy Holling. There are no people in this tale; it’s the story
of a Hermit Crab in search of a new shell.
Most of the time, there were no, or very few, people in Jim
Kjelgaard’s stories. Desert Dog was a well loved book for me. It tells the tale
of a Greyhound abandoned in the desert who has to learn to survive. And then
there was Kalak on the Ice, a story of a mother polar bear and her cubs.
There were people in Walter Farley’s Black Stallion books,
but the focus for me was always on the horse. And Farley also did the Island Stallion
books, in the first of which we get to know the Island Stallion living on his
own, with no people around.
Of course, there was Call of the Wild and White Fang by Jack
London, which I also loved. But I didn’t stop reading animal stories when I “grew”
up. I read The Incredible Journey and Watership Down and many others. Just recently
I read Lad a Dog, and loved it.
When my son, Josh, was little, I told him many animal
stories, particularly about two groups of mice called the Watermelon Mice and
the Pumpkin Mice. As a writer who wants to tell the kinds of stories that I
love to read, it was inevitable that I would write an animal tale or two. And
finally I have.
Some fifteen years ago I started and stopped a novella called
“Farhaven,” about three orphaned fox kits trying to find their way to an animal
sanctuary. In 2018, I finished that story, and also wrote a tale of “The
Pumpkin Mice” called “Dreamtellers.” After submitting these two tales to
several agents and publishers without finding even one who wanted to take a
look, I’ve decided to publish them myself, along with a couple of other
children’s stories I’ve done over the years which did sell. Part of the reason
for me pushing to get them out rather than spend more time trying to sell them
traditionally is that I’m about to become a grandfather. And that’s a pretty
important step in a man’s life. It should be commemorated in some fashion or
another.
And so, I’m introducing here a book called “Farhaven &Other Stories.” This is what it looks like and it’s available in print from
Amazon already. I will be putting out an ebook of it in the next few weeks,
although it’s only in print at the moment. I hope you’ll take a look. And
thanks for reading!
Congratulations! Will be watching for the eBook.
ReplyDeleteI wasn't into horses but I did read a ton of dog books as a kid. And my favorite was The Mouse and Motorcycle.
Alex, I liked that one as well
ReplyDeleteOther than Jack London’s writings, I didn’t read a lot of strictly animal stories, but I liked his. Congratulation on your new publication. You do more genres that anyone else I know via blogging!
ReplyDeleteJeff, thanks, man. I enjoy it.
ReplyDeleteCharles, I too have happy memories of childhood books, and I still own a few of them. My oldest one, I received for my fifth birthday (in 1954). It was entitled "Animal Friends," but as an adult, I found it in a bookstore under a new name "The Very Best Home for Me."
ReplyDeleteI loved all of the Holling Clancy Holling books, especially Pagoo and Minn of the Mississippi. I've read all of the other books you show except the Black Stallion ones. I'll sure be on the lookout for your new book! Great news.
ReplyDeletesnowbrush, some of my fondest memories are of great books.
ReplyDeleteRick Robinson, Thanks for taking a look. Yes, I have Minn too, though I read it many many years later
snowbrush, some of my fondest memories are of great books.
ReplyDeleteRick Robinson, Thanks for taking a look. Yes, I have Minn too, though I read it many many years later
"snowbrush, some of my fondest memories are of great books."
ReplyDeleteI am lucky in that several local (Eugene, Oregon) St. Vincent de Paul thrift stores sell used and antique hardcover books for $2.79. A few years ago, I bought one entitled "John Ward Preacher" that was written in the late 1800s by an author I had never heard. Her name was Margaret Deland, and I so enjoyed her writing so much that I started collecting signed first editions of her books, as well as her letters, photos, her two autobiographies and two biographies of her. My problem is a common one for book lovers--t I have run out of room for anymore books.