Marilyn WannHave you noticed skullduggery in Poughkeepsie?
November 30, 2018
I just read this article about skullduggery in Poughkeepsie…and beyond!
I just read this article about skullduggery in Poughkeepsie…and beyond!
Hi, Mr. Pinkwater!
As I recall, for several years back in the late 80’s or early 90’s, the Philadelphia Inquirer published serialized Christmas-themed short stories written by you and illustrated by Tony Auth. Have they ever been reprinted? If not, is there a way I could get a copy of them (other than looking through the original newspapers on microfilm or the electronic equivalent)?
Hello, I’m re-reading “Lizard Music” as an adult, for the first time in decades. It is a book that I remember quite vividly. This may be odd, because I could not tell you the plots of the last two Rowling novels, even though I remember enjoying them immensely. Anyway, did the book change between editions? I could have sworn that (in the earlier copy), Victor mentions the title to the film “The Island of Dr. Moreau” while watching it on his first night alone. I remember thinking that it was not a real film and made-up for the book (of course, this is not true). In the edition I am reading now, the film is described, but not mentioned by title. Am I imagining this? Did the book change? Or am I just wacky?
What’s shaking, gate? A Happy Anniversary of your birthing.
I have entered the querying trenches as I have 1 completed work and about 7 WIPs on the back burners. You are the one who initially torqued my interest in things literary.
So instead of revving the engine just to hear the cut-out roar, let me just say plant you now and dig you later.
I’ve never written to an author before because I’ve never liked an author as much as I like you. I’ve got an ample (and growing!) Pinkwater collection in my personal library that is kept next to my bed, so I am always close to my much loved books. Thanks to my ‘4 Fantastic Novels’ I see your face everyday, and it makes me smile!
I lived the first 28 (ish) years of my life in Arizona. I never liked it. As soon as I could, I escaped to Brisbane, Australia. But now, when I read your books, I wish I could’ve grown up in New Jersey. I think I could’ve made a decent Hoboken girl!
It would be hard for me to pinpoint a favourite from your books, because I’m very fond of all of them; but I have a special place in my heart for ‘The Snarkout Boys and the Avocado of Death’ because I listened to the audiobook. I was thrilled to discover that you narrated it. I enjoyed listening to it and ‘The Baconburg Horror’ immensely. I listened to them with my kids and they also got a big kick out of them.
Just the other night before bed, I was reading ‘Looking for Bobowicz’. That night in my dreams, I was hilarious — I was saying and doing the silliest things, and I blame you and your zany characters. The whole world needs a Pinkwater supplement! The whole world, including any extraterrestrial visitors 😉 …..
… which makes me wonder… have YOU ever had or witnessed any sort of extraterrestrial experience? Seen a ufo? Dated a beautiful space babe? Heard first hand accounts of missing potato pancakes? Hitched a ride and ended up in another universe? Found your parallel cat self? I would love to hear what inspired your fantastic brain to include this paranormal activity in your stories.
I wanted to send you a physical letter, but this message will have to do. But please know in all sincerity that you’ve improved my quality of life. Thank you for being you.
This is just a quick pixel-message to wish you a “Happy Birthday!” today.
While I would be delighted to hear from you, I also know that “Free Time” seems to be even more fleeting than usual lately for everyone, much less writers attempting to cope with alla those birthday candles blazing away on the cake, so no reply, immediate or otherwise, is necessary or expected.
“Keep Writing and I’ll Keep Reading!”
Michael D. Toman
Retired Reference Librarian & Long-Time Pinkwater Reader
I had no idea it was your birthday, but I am pleased that you are having one.
This message is labeled To A Fellow Mug because I still have the letter you sent me many years ago telling me that “writing is a mug’s game.” I keep that quote near me always, but it doesn’t do any good. I continue to write, mostly kids books, and more than a few are available from Amazon or Wildside Press.
Very nice that many of your books are being reprinted. That is always a good thing. Right now I am reading Uncle Boris in the Yukon. I don’t have any dogs myself, only cats, but I am enjoying the book very much anyway. My favorite book of yours is The Snarkout Boys and the Avocado of Death.
I went to John Burroughs Jr. High a few years after you did, and I recognize some of the teachers (the PE guy in particular) and some of the surroundings. Were you a member of the Space Legion?
Thanks for all the wonderful books, and for the early encouragement.
Hot jets, clear ether, spaceman’s luck,
Dear Mr. Pinkwater,
I just wanted to let you know how much I have enjoyed your work over many years. I first encountered your stories on NPR in the early 1990’s and was blown away by their simple, humorous, beautiful humanity, then I ran across Fishwhistle and Chicago Days/Hoboken Nights and really loved both, after that I started slowly locating all of your children’s books and young adult novels. I shared the books with friends and they became big fans too. I found myself going back to them at times in which I was having hard life moments and they gave me relief and solace. Eventually, I had a daughter of my own. She is now eleven. I started her off early with readings from all of your kid books, she always wanted more so eventually I also read her your adult books too and she adored those as well. We just finished our second reading of Chicago Days/Hoboken Nights last night. Are there any new books on the horizon that we can look forward to reading?
Thanks so much for all of the happiness you have given me and my daughter,
Harrell (and Bea)
My kids grew up on Wuggie Norple, I was a second grade werewolf, Toothgnasher super flash, etc. I want to buy these for my grandkids, but they are super expensive on amazon and abebooks. I am a devoted Pinkwaterist. What would it take to get these back in print? Can I help?
Looks like it’s been a few years since the last mention of the Skolnik Island Beach Club on the site. Any updates? Like Victor I’ve been waiting most of my life to get back to the island!
Dear Mr. Pinkwater,
I have read many of your books. I notice you are old and strange and that I am young and normal. I would like to be old and strange someday, too. Any advice for an aspiring human such as my myself or my kitty?
My son Luke drew a picture of the thrilling scene on the Ford TriMotor in The Neddiad and he want to share it with you.
We really love the book and have been listening to it over and over in the car on an audiobook. Thanks for the fun!
I learned late in life about your fabulous book, Tooth Gnasher Super Flash. I had never heard of it. I am 58 yrs. old. I wanted to buy it. I can’t find any company that has it out there for less than $100!
Is there a way to buy this from you?
Hello Daniel, Jill and Lulu!!
I’m writing to you because I’m starting an arts and events space in Rockland, Maine and I’d like to name it Mister Plumbean’s House, after your loving, accepting, creativitity inspiring character.
You see, my town is in a moment of confusion. Long a tourist spot for the glitzy folk from further south, while also a place of respite for artists, sailors and builders, we’ve developed a number of crazy ordinances governing everything and anything, even though we’re trying to be the Arts Capital of the state?!?! Hard to understand I know, but luckily I was gifted your book and it has all the answers, I am forever thankful. I’ve purchased a 200 year old chapel, a place of meeting for my community that is no longer needed by it’s builders. I’m ready to let people paint in the walls, steam shovels, alligators, whatever they like!
I realize it’s a bit late, but I’d like to introduce myself. My name is Nick Westervelt, I’m 35, I live in a pop up camper inside a garage on a dairy farm on a hill in Union, Maine. I grew up just south of here, the son of two lesbians in an activist town. I’ve been involved in the arts since before I was born (my mother’s a violinist you see) and I just can’t seem to stop. I’ve worked as a welder, a theatrical rigger, a montessori teacher, a farmer, a student, a son and a husband. I’ve been a painter and a carpenter and a driver, a machinist, a cook and a camp counselor. I’ve visited 36 of the 50 states and only one other country. I’ve owned 18 different species of animals, and eaten 12.
Here’s some pieces that others have written on me and my exploits at various times in my life, I often feel they do better justice than my own explanations.
Salt Documentary School photos (1997)
Writing (I think this piece is pretty wonderful, captures my childhood well)
Jerry Springer (1992)
Clawhammer Farm Blog (2009-2014)
Planet Money (2010)
New Food Economy (2014)
Knox Free Press (Stupid Paywall, PDF available)
I’d like to invite you to visit me here in Rockland, to see my beautiful town and see my crazy building, it’s 200 years old, and it has a baptism tub. I can come and pick you up, I can arrange a place for you to stay, just let me know what you need, I can arrange anything but a Blue Lobster (they’re illegal). No commitments or guarantees asked, I’d simply like to have you over for dinner and hear about your life, and hopefully share some of mine. Once you’ve seen it in the flesh, you’ll know if the name is right or not.
I have read, The Big Orange Splot, to all of my classes for over a decade. It is by visiting read-aloud for Parent visitation Day at my children’s school. I collect the stories behind the stories to share with others as both an educational blogger and teacher. My kindergarteners are exploring the many ways writers are inspired and develop stories. It is one of their favorite parts of our day. I would love to share yours if that is possible. Thank you for creating a story that inspires us to stand out, live our dreams and imagine.