March 7, 2014
Dear Mr. Pinkwater;
I put keyboard to screen in search of an answer that has troubled my sleep for many years?
Have you ever owned a red pick, an old FORD I think. When I ask this I am not concerned with the entire sum of your days but rather in the last 10 years. I will explain
I have been an avid follower of your writings for many years, through my ex wife who was and is a children's librarian as well as a cadre of friends who introduced me to your prose in the science fiction community. All of your works I have loved a lot, but your works about the Hudson River Valley touched a part of me I didn't know existed until that moment. I am a native Californian and thus unacquainted with this thing called "seasons".
That is until I became involved with a woman long distance over the internet who lived in Kerhonksen and whom I was know to visit on occasion. On one such occasion I was making my way to her house from Stewart Newberg in a rental cal into whose radio I had plugged my iPhone and, which at the moment in question, I was listening to "Chicago Days, Hoboken Nights". I listen to your works a lot when I drive and actually time some trips and rest stops by the length of them. Also, being as I was where I was I figured it was what all the locals did.
I was pulled up to a stop light in New Paltz when it happens, a flash of oxidized red in the sunlight. It was a truck. Behind the wheel was a large man. His head was shaven. He had familiar round spectacles. The jacket he was wearing was similar to one I had seen on a dust jacket. He had a gentleman's figure. Was it he, er you? My neck snapped around with a speed that throated to dislocate my skull but the vision was gone from view behind a Stewarts.
Now I know that you live in the Hudson river Valley but I am ignorant of where. This could be like a message from a relative in another country who hears of an earthquake in Oklahoma and ask if you are OK in Los Angeles. Or maybe not. The chance of it being yo I expect are rather slim, but if it wasn't consider this a warning. There is someone in that area who either looks so much like you as top fool a rapid fan or there is someone manufacturing a clone army of Pinkwaters to undertake who know what nefarious deed.
Thank you for your time, your words, your humor and please keep writing
There are a great many people in the vicinity of New Paltz, especially in the mountains nearby, who look exactly like me. I myself never go there. Draw your own conclusions. A pickup truck? What do you take me for?
J Mark Hamlow
March 7, 2014
Boing Boing says Daniel Pinkwater is tweeting a Bushman Lives! sequel because his publisher won't offer an advance contract on it. I think he should launch an all-out Kickstarter campaign to fund the writing of "I Snarked with a Zombie", "Escape to Zwerg Mountain" and the Bushman sequel. I mean seriously, I'm dyin' here!
Boing Boing says that. Not me, I do not say that. Maybe I am tweeting a novel @danielpinkwater . I have no comment. I don't think kickstarter is for me for various reasons.
March 7, 2014
My most favorite childhood book was Irving and Muktuk – Two Bad Bears. Now, it's the inspiration for a school project. If it's not too much to ask, can you please tell me who/what inspired this book?
Two Bad Bears, the first of the Irving and Muktuk series was inspired by the Larry series, (Young Larry, At the Hotel Larry, Bongo Larry, etc.). Larry is such a good polar bear, and is always helpful, saves people from drowning, is polite, has never eaten a person. But, we thought, possibly not all bears are as good as Larry. So we came up with Irving and Muktuk, who are fairly bad. They lie, cheat and steal, (but also have never eaten a person...so they say).
March 1, 2014
I heard you on Bob Edwards this morning and, once again, you were a delight.
I really enjoy hearing you on NPR when you\'re on there as well.
I am 4 years younger than you (not that it matters at this age) and could not agree with you more about comis books and our mutual history with them. They were great and were OURS-no parents, no adults, no \'authorities,\' as you put it today. And, I too, and still do, spend more time at the library (though my hands always need washing) than anywhere else and, my greatest job ever, working part-time at a bookstore for $ 5.50 an hour in the late \'90\'s when money was really bad in the house?
Last thing. I read the Mr. Plumbean story book to my son more than all other books combined. I wanted him to know that MUST express himself, that he could do whatever he wanted, be whomever he wanted to be as long as it made him happy and injured no one. The hell with whatever anyone and everyone else thinks or says.
He got a scholorship to Yale became a writer-working for an company that helps kids in school who are struggling, could not asked for more.
You deserve some of the credit for that.
Live to be 200 and never stop writing.
Thanks for the kind words. I so much enjoy working with Bob Edwards and his capable helpers. I don't think you'll be hearing me on NPR...not sure if it's policy still, or ever was, but at one point anyone so much as having lunch with the satellite radio folks used to be excommunicated. Washington DC, you know.
February 27, 2014
Dear Mr. Pinkwater,
There is one matter in two of your books which befuddles me.
In The Snarkout Boys and the Avocado of Death, and the accompanying novel, The Snarkout Boys and the Baconburg Horror, is Mr. Galt really Osgood Sigerson, and is Osgood Sigerson Mr. Galt? There is a lot of evidence to support this. Also, will Mister Wallace Nussbaum ever terrorize the pages of your books again? He was a frightfully good character.
I had planned to write a third book, "I Snarked with a Zombie," in which your questions might have been answered. Alas, the publisher let me down, pointing out that while the first two books made a profit, it was not an obscene profit, which is the American way. Thus I had no incentive to write the Zombie book, unwealthy and relatively unknown as I am, and was obliged to turn my attention to books about cute bunnies and the like. I suppose I could discuss your concerns with you now, but it might depress me. Thank you for your interest in my work.
February 27, 2014
Several years ago you told a story of when you were playing piccolo in the high school and were to play the solo part in the "Start and Stripes Forever" at a 4th of July concert. As I recall, you never could get it right and when the event arrived, you didn't show up (I guess calling in sick). But, when the concert was played on the radio, you played along at home . . . perfectly. Is that story available on line – in print, or better yet, in podcast? I'd like to share it with someone who had a similar experience when in school. Thanks.
It may be in the collection Fish Whistle, available as an ebook from Amazon, and also from other places. Or in Chicago Days, Hoboken Nights, or in Hoboken Fish, Chicago Whistle which I think you can get from Xlibris. Thanks for your interest.
February 27, 2014
Dear Mr. Pinkwater,
You are a longtime favorite author of mine. Some years ago I determined to write a young adult novel, inspired by your own style, in which a major plot point involves the protagonist hearing voices in his head. Several years later but now also some years ago, I picked up your book "Adventures of a Cat-Whiskered Girl", and read up until the very point where the protagonist mentions the voices in her head. I put the book down, never to pick it up again and also dropped my own plans for writing. If I were to pick up only one of these things, which would you recommend?
PS ~ I am not through with you entirely. I did read Mrs. Noodlekugel, with relish.
I don't understand. Why would you put the book down? Why would you stop writing your book? Do you have the idea that only totally new and original things, uninfluenced by anything else, should be written, or if you see an idea in a book, you can't have the same idea in a book of your own? That's not the way things work. They work in the opposite way. If I read something I like, I am likely to write it--and plenty of stuff of mine appears in books by other writers...some of them happily admit it, and I am flattered.
February 20, 2014
Between the convex mirrors you can see. Concave deer herd!
Deer me, I've never herd of such a thing.
February 19, 2014
Are you a publisher? Or a disgruntled employee of a publisher? Can you write contracts? Are you interested in a nifty bespoke novel? Contact me, or my estimable agent–we'll give you a good deal.
ublisher? Or a disgruntled employee of a publisher? Can you write contracts? Are you interested in a nifty bespoke novel? Contact me, or my estimable agent--we'll give you a good deal.
Otto Frederick Rohwedder
February 11, 2014
A shooting star is omni-present, much like candy.
But the shooting star has no effect on the teeth.