READING AND BOOK SIGNING @ BARNES & NIZZELOBLES
I STILL AM GETTING TO BED CLOSER TO 3 AM THAN MIDNIGHT, 
but I am relaxing a little, now.
Despite plumbing projects. 
More on that later.
My first catch-up blog is about my Barnes & Noble reading on June 7. 
The event started with a writing club mini-reunion. 
Taylor, Jack, Brandon, & Li-Mae and I had lunch and I read bits from my work in progress, CONTACT HIGH, and they helped me choose one to read that day.
The reading was super fun. I brought my new portable turntable and started with Cassie’s fav form Zeppelin I, “Babe I’m Gonna Leave You.” Then I read from OR NOT as well as a tiny bit of CONTACT HIGH.
I had great questions, including one about who had inspired Cassie and have I actually ever had someone that amazing as a student. No one in particular and lots of people. Some of my former students in the room are easily as amazing, gifted, insightful as my beloved Cass.
As I signed books, I played my Nirvana, LIVE IN NEW YORK record, and knew I was doing the right thing when management asked me to turn it down.
Overall, I love, love, love the energy I get from these things and am so thankful to have people who will come out and support me. Always a little sad when it’s over, because I’d like to spend more time with people than I get to. 
But, you know me–I love being the center of attention, and I love you people who come to see me. Lot of love in this paragraph! Sorry for gushing, but that’s how I feel, and I’m grateful and want to express it.
Here’s a few pics taken by Liberty Grad, writer, and all around awesome-woman, Marty:
Also in attendance were:Lee, Andy, Niles, Brandy, Kyle, Anna, Caltera, Chy and her two cool friends in the picture where V. is hiding, Kelsey, Kaley, Brittany Lana, Emily, Mary, Becky, Leah, Michaela, two old CC people and their wonderful daughter, Druzzie Dru and friend and sister, Dennis, and that lady just outside the cafe who was working on legal pads and laptop who kept scowling at me for having a reading in what she seemed to think of as her own private Idaho–love you, too, lady!
finally done with latest revisions and ready to blog about old stuff like my barnes and noble reading :)
I STILL AM GETTING TO BED CLOSER TO 3 AM THAN MIDNIGHT, but I am relaxing a little, now.
Despite plumbing projects. More on that later.
My first catch-up blog is about my Barnes & Noble reading on June 7.
The event started with a writing club mini-reunion. Taylor, Jack, Brandon, & Li-Mae and I had lunch and I read bits from my work in progress, CONTACT HIGH, and they helped me choose one to read that day.
The reading was super fun. I brought my new portable turntable and started with Cassie’s fav form Zeppelin I, “Babe I’m Gonna Leave You.” Then I read from OR NOT as well as a tiny bit of CONTACT HIGH.
I had great questions, including one about who had inspired Cassie and have I actually ever had someone that amazing as a student. No one in particular and lots of people. Some of my former students in the room are easily as amazing, gifted, insightful as my beloved Cass.
As I signed books, I played my Nirvana, LIVE IN NEW YORK record, and knew I was doing the right thing when management asked me to turn it down.
Overall, I love, love, love the energy I get from these things and am so thankful to have people who will come out and support me. Always a little sad when it’s over, because I’d like to spend more time with people than I get to. But, you know me–I love being the center of attention, and I love you people who come to see me. Lot of love in this paragraph! Sorry for gushing, but that’s how I feel, and I’m grateful and want to express it.
Here’s a few pics taken by Liberty Grad, writer, and all around awesome-woman, Marty:
Also in attendance were:
Lee, Andy, Niles, Brandy, Kyle, Anna, Caltera, Chy and her two cool friends in the picture where V. is hiding, Kelsey, Kaley, Brittany Lana, Emily, Mary, Becky, Leah, Michaela, two old CC people and their wonderful daughter, Druzzie Dru and friend and sister, Dennis, and that lady just outside the cafe who was working on legal pads and laptop who kept scowling at me for having a reading in what she seemed to think of as her own private Idaho–love you, too, lady!
u like youtube better? a book trailer for Mandabach’s OR NOT
I love my myspace, but here’s Meredith’s OR NOT preview on youtube. Share if you like. 
A video trailer for OR NOT
My dear family friend, high school senior and all around superteen, Meredith, made this video for me ages ago, but I only just figured out how to upload it.
Mandabach’s OR NOT: a book trailer
Who says there’s no significant content on myspace?
Who indeed?!?!?!? 
Check out Melissa’s blog for an interview–
with MEEEEEEE!
Okay, I’m not significant. 
Click here to go right to Melissa’s blog interview with me!
Author of the Month :D Embracing the Child . . .
Here’s another link that I’m excited about–this one to a website that has named me its AUTHOR OF THE MONTH!! 
The site is called Embracing the Child and the main feature of this honor is an interview.
Here’s an excerpt:
ETC: The voice of Cassie, the main character, rings so true, especially her thoughts and emotions as she makes entries into her journal. How were you able to achieve that authenticity, writing in the voice of a teenage girl?
Mandabach: One of my old friends who just finished the book emailed me saying, “Are you sure you’re NOT a 14-year-old girl?”
I’m pretty sure I’m not, but that’s the exciting thing about writing fiction–going deep into your imagination, bringing everything you know and feel, and living that alternate reality via language as you attempt to communicate it.
So how did I achieve authenticity in the voice of a teenage girl? (check out the whole interview at the link above to find out . . .
Peace, everybody, and talk to me!
<3
M
Great New Reviews of OR NOT!
I’m very thankful today for two new glowing reviews of Or Not!
As if I deserve more than an amazing wife, two healthy and fun kids, a cool (though run-down–hey I’m a writer, teacher, and dad) 110 year old house, and so much more!
Follow these links and comment the first one. (I think for the second one you have to be a jacketflap member.)
Teen Book Reviewer just gives me a heckuva rave, which I love.
And Lisa Chellman really “gets” the book and Cassie more than any other reviewer who’s done a review of this much detail.
Oh, and here’s a picture of my mom and me at the book signing in Alabama! I’m so thankful to have a mom who is a lover of poetry and books and who inspired me so much.
next question . . . from Barrington High School creative writing students
THIS IS ENTRY TWO in my series of questions and answers from senior creative writing students of my alma mater, Barrington High School.
I DON’T KNOW ANYBODY in Barrington anymore except for my high school girlfriend, Claire, and my favorite English teacher, Dale Griffith. So I spent the night in the Barrington Motel, and took a cab over to the high school. My cabbie dropped me off at the wrong entrance, by the gym and the senior lockers, but the garrulous security guard had the authority—after checking his computer—and the technology to scan my Colorado driver’s license and print me a visitor’s ID sticker. Then another security staffer escorted me to the main entrance, and a third called Dept. Chair Jack Bowyer, who collected me and led me up the stairs that hadn’t existed in my day.
Here’s the second question that teacher Maggie Olberg gave me from the class:
What influences you? (Style & content)
Everything I read influences me a lot—or everything I read that’s good and substantial, because the stuff that isn’t just passes through me without leaving an impression. When I read, the language echoes in my mind. So I have to be careful what I’m reading when I’m writing.
Right now I’m reading I Sailed with Magellan by Stuart Dybek, and I can hear his voice, very lyrical. The good stuff becomes part of me, the characters are real people inside me, the worlds that are created become real places within me. I like writing that has a deep sense of place, urban or natural or both, and I like characters with a lot of love in them, or perhaps sympathy—with other people, with nature, with music and stories and all the arts. There will be alienation, disconnection, despair—but without what I’m calling love or sympathy, the alienation has no consequence.
Sometimes the language itself expresses love. I think Hemingway did that. One of my favorite stories, which is in a book that I borrowed from the BHS English resource center and never returned, is “A Clean, Well-Lighted Place.” It amazes me that I was so attracted to that story at so young an age, and I believe that even very young people often sympathize with the loss and disappointment of the age. The sympathy of the waiter in that story, the old waiter, carries the story—and the reader despises the young, self-involved waiter because he has none. Though the old waiter is preoccupied with nothingness, with emptiness, his emptiness is not nihilistic because he still feels the emptiness and sympathizes with those who also feel it.
Was this supposed to be style OR content? I think they are of equal importance. There is no style without content, and since the content is expressed via language, it can’t be communicated without good writing (which is one way to define style) or without a voice that arises naturally from the subject and expresses the content.
And everything influences me. My best friend Sam, whom I met at BHS when I was a junior and he was a soph, influenced and continues to influence me. He’s now the editor of Willow Springs and the author of an excellent novel called Safe in Heaven Dead.
But “everything under the sun”, as it says in the finale of Pink Floyd’s Dark side of the Moon, influences me. Growing up in Barrington, coming back, meeting new students . . . I could go on and on. (And usually do ☺)
Creative Writing Questions from Barrington High School Seniors
ON THE 4th OF OCTOBER, I visited with six creative writing classes at Barrington High School, about 40 miles NW of Chicago. I hadn’t darkened the doors of BHS since I’d graduated in June of 1980, and coming back was a little weird.
It’s always strange returning to Barrington, where I spent the first 18 years of my life in a big house my father built by Bakers Lake. Despite all the changes in the neighborhood, I seem to breathe memories in from the humid air, and the shape of the land (though much of it has been built over) and the sky that sits over it (the same way it always has) strikes me with strange familiarity.
Inside, the school was so different as to have little of this effect. But I knew it was the same place. And there were moments, such as looking out the window of Ms. Sultan’s classroom and realizing it was my old typing room, when I could remember sitting there buzzed on coffee from The Breadbasket restaurant, making mistakes and borrowing Jena’s typing eraser.
THIS IS THE FIRST of a series of blogs in which I respond to questions from BHS students:
How do you come up with a concept for your writing?
For the novel that I’m currently avoiding revising, I started with an image: a canoe lodged in tall cattails at the shore of Bakers Lake, and someone–me, I suppose–lying down in the bottom of the canoe. The tall, thin blades of the cattails exude coolness and green, but from the warm water the scent of decay rises: ripe with algae and the biology of fresh water, millions of organisms living in the water and the mud. The green of the cattails and the algae breathe out the fresh oxygen, converting the sun into energy, while microorganisms eat and decompose and die and are decomposed themselves.
In the canoe, the character–the more I think about him the further he goes from being me–is aware of everything around him. He knows the ecology, the relationships between the living and non-living things around him, and his imagination brings it all into his consciousness. He is himself alone in this place, but he is thinking about his friend, and something has happened. Maybe his friend has died. And a song they used to listen to comes to his mind, haunts him, ” . . .story of her boyfriend, of teenage stone death games, handsome lad, dead in a car . . .” And he thinks of his best friend’s girlfriend because of the “story of her boyfriend” line.
So my concepts come from memory, and changing memory by drifting deep into the scenes brought to my mind from memory and letting the possibilities of those scenes shift.
Aidan Chambers uses a repeating line, placed throughout his amazing novel, This is All: The Pillow Book of Cordelia Kenn: “All writing is memory.” Some of the shifting is very deliberate–I take a memory of my best friend, and I say, “He can’t be blonde, his hair is dark.” Or I’m thinking about his girlfriend, (only it’s the character’s girlfriend now) and I’m doing the dishes and she’s not coming to me, and I’m getting frustrated. Then I think her name might be Sophia,* and the image of a Sophia I once knew comes to me. Suddenly I realize that her name isn’t Sophia, but that she looks like Sophia, and from that memory of Sophia’s physical presence–not just her hair and her eyes and her body, but the way she carries herself, her gestures, the movement of her eyes–the character suddenly takes shape.
To BHS Seniors: Hope this answers your questions better than my random presentation!
*name changed to protect the innocent. 
Mandabach’s OR NOT T-shirt Banned! Is the book next?!?!?
Don’t hate her because she’s beautiful, hate her because she has the shirt, and you don’t! lol
I thought it would be fun to get some t-shirts made up, so I worked on a design based on the last paragraph of Journal One (link here to it) of OR NOT.
To wit:
Now if I were mad, I would think there were mental viruses hidden between the bits in digital samples. There could even be microchips in our brains that are triggered by digital media to produce thoughts like: “Drink Sexy Cola and be Powerful!” “You must buy things to truly exist!” “The virtual and the actual are ONE!” “Security is Freedom is Marketing is Art is Power is America is Right is Peace is Security is Strength is Truth is Might is Liberty is Lifestyle is Property is Happiness is Automobile is Independence is Globalism is Diversity is Oneness is Jesus is the Almighty Clean of Dr. Bronner’s Peppermint Castile Soap–Dilute! Dilute! Dilute! Dilute! Dilute!”
But I’m not mad. So I don’t think that.
The shirt just starts with “Drink Sexy Cola and be Powerful!” and ends with “Dilute . . . ”
On the back it says
. . . OR NOT
a novel for audacious teens and other young adults
by
Brian Mandabach
I think it looks cool, and I like that it starts catchy and I imagine people looking at it and being embarrassed about staring at your shirt and then looking away and wanting to look more and maybe looking at your back as you walk away. Or people you know will make you stop so they can read the whole thing. So, I think it’s fun. And also, I like the irony of the ranting.
I gave one to my daughter, and guess what? After lunch a teacher noticed it and asked another teacher, and they agreed that it was INAPPROPRIATE, and they made her turn it inside out.
I have to guess that it was the word SEXY *gasp!* omg! But come on! It’s not as if she had on some sweats that said, SEXY or JUICY right across the butt! This is a statement of protest against the absurdist imagery of advertising, multimediocrity, and Johnny Jingo public “discourse”.
Or maybe that’s what they objected to, but that might be expecting too much.
Anyway, I got kind of a kick that the shirt that I sent her to school in, that I designed using an excerpt from MY book, had to be turned inside-out.
If you’ve got one of the shirts, send me a picture. And if not, come see me at one of my events and pick one up with your copy of OR NOT.
Hope to see you soon.
peace, love, & vinyl,
M
events listed on my myspace profile as “shows” and at www.mandabach.com
Oh, and I’m going to write “censored” on a piece of duct tape, and she’s going to wear it again!
Brian Mandabach is a writer and teacher who lives in Colorado Springs, Colorado. OR NOT is his first novel.