I found a picture of myself at my first-ever book launch. Back in 2008, my first middle grade novel, Milagros: Girl from Away, was published by Henry Holt. To celebrate, Narnia Bookstore (which would later become bbgb books in Carytown) hosted my friends and family in the shop. “If I die tomorrow,” I told my husband, “know that I was happy, and that I did what I always dreamed I would.”
Well, I’m not dead and I’m glad because there are still things left to do and books left to write. And while that sentiment still holds true, I look back and realize it was euphoria talking. But that’s the beauty of a first book, I suppose. I wrote Milagros in the beautiful bubble called The First Novel – that wonderful space where no one was waiting for a manuscript, where there were no expectations, no real notion of what reviews meant, and where the process of writing a manuscript all the way to the end was my crowning accomplishment. It was all wonder and hope.
The other thing I know is that I mostly wrote with no idea of what I was doing, which is maybe exactly the wild abandon we need, especially early in our careers. If we get bound up in our heads and in the business landscape of publishing, I think we risk losing the book that is coming from our heart. In my case, I had taught creative writing, but I hadn’t ever written a children’s book. I drew from the first stories I ever heard at my grandmother’s knee, and from the style of stories I loved to read as a girl – magical adventures. To my surprise, what emerged was a story about stingrays, pirates, healers and mothers –and the sad truth of what it means to endure a migration.
I’ve been thinking a lot about Milagros these days. For one thing, I’m at work once again on a middle grade novel, this time for Candlewick. And nine years later, I know a lot more about what to worry about in birthing a book. Not that it makes things easier. Actually it’s the opposite. On the plus side, I’m probably better at craft. I can ask myself harder questions than I once did about the characters and how relatable they are to a young reader in 2017. I know enough to give long and compassionate thought to presenting a thorny and sad issue to someone who is ten years old. I worry the details about whether I’ve written with sensitivity to all the people represented. I think about vocabulary and spaces for humor and what role to give adults in this novel so that they are not saviors but not absentees, either. I read and reread with an eye to the page turn and tension.
But it’s what I’ve learned on the publishing side that can give me the real angst, mostly because I can’t really control any of it and because it’s rooted in vanity. My late night questions swirl. How will this compare to my other books? Will anyone review it? Will they give it a star or simply a polite nod? Will copies even sell? Will this win an award, get on such-and-such list? Or will it die a quiet death? None of those worries ever occurred to me when I wrote Milagros. I tell you, it was bliss.
With all that said, though, it’s also true that I’m not only thinking about Milagros with nostalgia. What’s also drawing me is that so much of our news has been truly disturbing lately, particularly as it relates to the idea of who “belongs,” which is, of course, one of the big threads of that story. Travel bans, threats of deportations, desecration of cemeteries, attacks and murders on people who are told to “go back to where they belong.” I can’t keep it at arm’s length or read about it coolly in the newspaper as if it doesn’t affect me. Because it does. In my daily life, dear friends and acquaintances confess their fears, their contingency plans, their sense of not knowing where to turn or whom to trust, and worst of all, their worries about their children.
Writing a book sometimes feels like the biggest thing you can achieve. But it can also feel like a small thing in the face of so much misunderstanding and hate. That’s especially true of a first book where, unsure, you once cut your teeth. That’s how it has been for me with Milagros, anyway.
All these years later, and at a time of so much division and suspicion, I find myself struggling to hold on to the wonder that marked the book’s first steps into the world. Stubbornly, I’m still hoping that stories – the act of remembering, the act of sharing, the act of connecting – help us find a way to love each other despite it all.
Milagros: Girl from Away .99 on Kindle, March 2017
Also about migration, The Girl Who Could Silence the Wind. (Young Adult)
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Oh, Meg, I just love this post, and love remembering that book launch and the Cuban food! Or am I mixing up that launch with the launch for THE GIRL WHO COULD SILENCE THE WIND? I don’t know. But I think I was there. (So I just pulled MILAGROS from the shelf above my writing desk and see your signature dated 2008. Yes, I was there. I have proof!) I love looking back on your career and the way you’ve written with a vision to inspire girls and help them find an inner strength, even when times are tough, and especially when times are tough, and how finding a sense of resiliency is so very important right now. Today. You inspire me, and I’m so glad you’re writing what you are and pushing yourself forward, questions and all, worries and all.
Thanks so much, Anne. We’ve seen a lot of writing life together – and I’m so glad for that. XO
I will always remember reading your poetry and knowing you were the real deal.
Such a heartfelt post, Meg. Thanks so much for sharing.
Thank you for a heartfelt post that captures the joy of that first novel-writing experience and underscores the good that can be done through “remembering, sharing, and connecting.” I am a Latina writer whose first novel has just been bought by Chronicle. (release date 2019) I’m realizing that I had all the time in the world to write that first book and that I’m becoming an author now, not only a writer. Your post gives me sense of what is coming! I hope I can keep my heart and write the stories I have within me as I step into the commercial world. Thank you for being a beautiful model for doing exactly that!