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		<title>The Double Shadow Competition</title>
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		<title>It has been a crazy great time&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 11:12:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sally Gardner</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>It has been a crazy great time since the launch of The Double Shadow. Orion gave me an amazing black tie dinner at the Union Club on the eve of the book being published. I felt honoured indeed in these times of cutbacks with fewer publishing parties. The table looked fab with a bowl of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It has been a crazy great time since the launch of The Double Shadow. Orion gave me an amazing black tie dinner at the Union Club on the eve of the book being published. I felt honoured indeed in these times of cutbacks with fewer publishing parties. The table looked fab with a bowl of red roses and each plate had a sugar white mouse on it. A perfectly theatrical way to launch the book&#8230;</p>
<p>Last week I was in Northern Ireland YLG Book Day. The school librarians do such a sterling job and are completely underrated &#8211; their knowledge about fiction is second to none. But still their role is being cut back. I think that’s a tragedy. Libraries play such a vital role and should be at the heart of a school, not seen as a luxury but a necessity.  </p>
<p>Well here I am in Sharjah in the United Arab Emirates. Just finished talking to a class of girls who all spoke fluent English. Rather impressive as their first language is Arabic. The questions they asked where ace, no wilting violets, quite the opposite. Gusty girls who want to know more about the world, and how to become a writer, brill. One of the pupils called Nehal read her story aloud and then gave me a letter it said… After I listened to you I had happiness in my heart. Your advice corrected my soul… Poetry.  </p>
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		<title>What we can learn from dyslexic writers</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 10:30:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>We have invited Naomi Folb Of Forgotten Letters to write a guest blog post for us. This will be the first of many guest blogs.</p> <p>Naomi has created a fantastic project and we do want you to get involved. Here is a video that explains more:</p> <p></p> <p>If you would like to download and read [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We have invited Naomi Folb Of Forgotten Letters to write a guest blog post for us. This will be the first of many guest blogs.</p>
<p>Naomi has created a fantastic project and we do want you to get involved. Here is a video that explains more:</p>
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<p>If you would like to download and read this fascinating post at your leisure click this > <a class="downloadlink" href="http://www.sallygardner.net/wp-content/plugins/download-monitor/download.php?id=2" title="VersionPDF downloaded 45 times" >What we can learn from dyslexic writers (45)</a>. Otherwise read on&#8230;</p>
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<p>It is the week leading up to the festival, the dark is still heavy, and I am awake. At my desk I read it again. The story, herstory, behind the festival of dyslexic writing. It is important to me because here, the book I have been developing for two years, will be launched.</p>
<p>The note which I have received in the night speaks of dyslexia as an &#8216;achilles heel&#8217;. Achilles was only a baby when his mother was told that his death would come from a wound in the foot. It was an act of love that led his mother to dip him by the foot in the River Styx, which was said to have curious powers. It was the heel of this foot that was later shot by a poisoned arrow and killed Achilles.  An &#8216;achilles heel&#8217; has since come to mean a weakness; like kryptonite to superman. It is also speaks of destiny, and impending doom.</p>
<p>Dyslexia has had many names, records suggest that they run into the hundreds. One of these was word-blindness. This was coined by a doctor called Pringle-Morgan who met a boy ‘Percy F’ that he described as: ‘bright and intelligent’ and ‘quick at games’ but with ‘great difficulty reading’. His guess was that Percy F had a problem with the eyes. We now know that this is not true. Pringle-Morgan was right about something though: finding reading hard is not always a sign of intelligence. Some people who are very intelligent find reading hard. Now, people such as these prefer the term dyslexic, to word-blind.</p>
<p>Can dyslexia be cured? This is a question to which everyone has an answer and I am one of them: it depends on what you want to cure. Dyslexia has been researched for over a 100 years and there are a great many interpretations of what it means. There are characteristics that dyslexics share, such as being terrible spellers. The problem is dyslexia is part of me. I am not perfect, or even special, but to talk about fixing me, or even part of me, as if I was a car with a broken exhaust, is crude. You cannot take the dyslexia out of me, or my dad. I love my dad because he is dyslexic, not despite it. I love that he called ‘pheasants’, ‘peasants’. I love his passion for life and living. He is one of life’s great helpers. A great dresser. An even better mediator. A superb problem solver. I want to be like him, not ‘normal’. Whatever that means.</p>
<p>I think some people do suffer because of their dyslexia. I also think a lot of people suffer because dyslexia is not recognised as a difference which matters. Dyslexia is not a mental instability. People with dyslexia are not crazy. People with dyslexia do not think in circles. People with dyslexia do not have thoughts that go in their head, spin round and round and never come out again. Dyslexics do not live in la la land. Dyslexics are prone to lateral thinking. This means that they are very good at seeing the whole. Plus dyslexics are very quick to see &#8216;connections&#8217; between ideas and this is what produces innovative thinking. When you take two things that have not previously been appended and you put them together, you get a new thing.</p>
<p>Dyslexics are good at finding solutions because they can always see alternatives. Lateral thinkers generate ideas and they are not blinded by the first thing that pops into their head. Dyslexics are thought to make up between 4-8% of the British population. Studies have suggested that the key difference between dyslexic and non-dyslexics, is that a very small minority of dyslexics cannot problem solve verbally. However, the majority of dyslexics can problem solve verbally and visually, which means they move between words and pictures. Sometimes with great difficulty. But difficulty is not a sign of a lack of ability.</p>
<p>Dyslexics do not compensate for a deficit. Rather dyslexics, because they tend to think visually and holistically, see connections between things that others who think verbally and lineally miss. Many dyslexics are also driven by a passion, and this may derive from their skill at spotting something that nobody else has done or thought of before (a dyslexic writing festival for example) and then committing themselves to it like ivy to a wall. As a labrador to its owner; like flour to wet hands.</p>
<p>A dyslexic is very loyal to their passions, but the dyslexic&#8217;s real skill is in communication. This is why the definition of dyslexia as a ‘language disorder’ is so peculiar. A paradox even. Many dyslexics have the ability to ask great questions. They are good at seeing through facade and even better at assimilating information. They are also superb at convincing other people that their ideas are interesting, and they sweep up others in their enthusiasm. Non-dyslexics may see them as bonkers because they don&#8217;t know where they get their ideas, enthusiasm and commitment from. They appear to have materialised from nowhere, like a bunny in a magicians hat.</p>
<p>As children, we dyslexics were constantly masking mistakes and mistakes are how we learn. Other people might notice our mistakes more often because they are obvious (writing backwards, spelling mistakes are not hard to miss, even to dyslexics it might surprise you to note!), but if we haven&#8217;t been put off by our failures, it is because we have learnt very early on that failure is the doorway. Error is possibility. We know that after we have collapsed with shame, we are going to have to do it again anyway, so might as well get it over with. For dyslexics, a mistake is all in a days work. It is not the end but the beginning. A mishap does not shake a dyslexic because to survive we had to learn the hard way: mistakes do not mean you are a dumb (although the thought may occur to you from time to time), mistakes mean you are going to do it better next time. Fingers crossed.</p>
<p>This is what I wrote back, in the dark, to my colleague. To my dear dyslexic friend, actress, writer, entrepreneur, Lennie Varvarides, who is the mastermind behind the dyslexic writing festival: DYS-PLA. It was a reminder, in the middle of the night: What we are doing is challenging the way in which stories can be told. We are raising the question: what can dyslexics teach us about story telling? They are after all amazing communicators. Visionaries. Passionate people who take mistakes as opportunities. People who leave you thinking: well I never thought about it like that before!</p>
<p>At the festival I am looking forward to launching an anthology of dyslexic writers, Forgotten Letters, which includes a wonderful poem from your very own Sally Gardener. I first learnt about Sally’s work by talking with another dyslexic writer, Rebecca Loncraine, who will be speaking at the launch along with Benedict Philips about dyslexia and writing. There will also be readings, some magic tricks and some time to ask questions and chat. It starts at 6 and it is free to get in.</p>
<p>The launch is part of the DYS-PLA Festival 2011, our biggest festival to date with over 40 practitioners involved and includes a mix of writers, poets, musicians, artists, actors, directors and guest speakers. Here, you won’t learn what dyslexics are, or what dyslexia is. You certainly will not find any magic potions to cure dyslexia! If you did attend however, you might just find yourself inspired, amused, entertained and surprised. Part of something a bit different. Information about the launch can be found here: <a href="http://www.r-a-s-p.co.uk/" target="_blank">http://www.r-a-s-p.co.uk/</a> Information about the festival here: <a href="http://www.thelittleboxoffice.co/msft/event/view/519" target="_blank">http://www.thelittleboxoffice.co/msft/event/view/519</a>. We hope to see you there.</p>
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		<title>Hello. Anita Handa asked such good questions for her Children&#8217;s Literature assignment that I thought I&#8217;d share them with you:</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 09:42:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>1)  Why didn&#8217;t you illustrate Lucy Willow yourself? </p> <p>Because I have somewhat given up on illustration due to the fact there are too many books I wish to write and it takes me too long to illustrate a book. I am a slower illustrator than I am a writer and a terrible perfectionist and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>1)  </strong><strong>Why didn&#8217;t you illustrate Lucy Willow yourself? </strong></p>
<p>Because I have somewhat given up on illustration due to the fact there are too many books I wish to write and it takes me too long to illustrate a book. I am a slower illustrator than I am a writer and a terrible perfectionist and very rarely was I satisfied with the drawings I did. Whereas a writer I feel the pictures I can create with words more closely represent what I was trying to achieve with my drawings.</p>
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<p><strong>How do you choose an illustrator for your books?</strong></p>
<p>That’s difficult to answer &#8211; you have to love their work and hope that they’re sympathetic to your writing. As I was an illustrator I am very fortunate in knowing what I’m looking for in other people’s work. A good illustration illustrates the slipstream of a story &#8211; the illustration adds or even gives where the words haven’t completed the image. The boring ones are those that are already written ie. words: horse jumps over the moon / illustration: horse jumps over the moon. The interesting illustrations would be the one before or after the horse had jumped over the moon, because that propels the story &#8211; illustrations should be an engine to take the story forward.</p>
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<p><strong>2)  </strong><strong>Lucy Willow seems to have all the conventions of a fairy tale&#8230;is it?</strong></p>
<p>All my stories use fairytales. Fairytales have always fascinated me. I think they really have the soul of humanity to them, they understand our darkest secrets and do not judge us. I think for me as a writer I feel more able to deal with difficult issues if they’re once removed from the real world, although the world I write about in MC resembles ours, it’s still distant. To illustrate my idea &#8211; if you were to tell a child who was living in a towerblock, who’s mother was a single parent and a drug addict, a story about her and her life in all it’s graphic details it would give no escape, it would just confirm the locked door of her exsisnts . Whereas if you told that child the story of Rapunzel she would see in it a way out of the tower.</p>
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<p><strong>3) There seems to be a theme in many of your books about children being ignored or not being taken seriously especially at school. How much of this is related to your own experience at school and do you think schools still ignore the extraordinary child?</strong></p>
<p>Every writer, and I don’t think I’m any exception, writes about what they know and the experiences they’ve had in their lives. I am not much interested in Autobiography, biography, or anything else to do with my mother hit me with a kipper. But I do know from my experience of education, and as a dyslexic person, that what I see today in schools is not much removed from what I experienced as a child, there is still too much pressure on academic achievement ,so that the school’s ratings may stand high in the Sunday Times. The consequences of that are that the daydreamer, the one who lives in herself, who invents stories, is often overlooked in favour of her more academic peer. Ironically, in the end the one thing our society values and needs more than gold dust is imagination and the one thing that education is set on doing is crushing imagination with tests, examinations and making the extraordinary into the ordinary of as all.</p>
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<p><strong>4)  </strong><strong>You seem to place as much value on listening to stories as reading stories, does this affect your writing style? (Do you deliberately write stories that are good to be read aloud?)</strong></p>
<p>Heaven help all my friends or anyone who pops in for a cup of coffee. They are forced, tied to kitchen chairs, bribed by glasses of champagne to listen to my rewrites &#8211; not once, not twice, but again and again. I see writing like music &#8211; it may well look good on the page but what does it sound like? Hence I do write my books with the view to them being read outloud. I’m a great supporter of audio books. When I was little there was no library for the blind, or not one that my parents where aware of. Because of dyslexia I didn’t read until I was 14. My fantasy was to have an actor living in my wardrobe, so that every night he could jump out to read me stories. In England today, there is no need for any child to be deprived of a good book the way I was. Unabridged listening books are wonderful &#8211; they can light the fire that will lead a child to become a life long reader. I make a big effort to support audiobooks because there’s such snobbery around it. But it isn’t a second rate activity to the reading of a book. If you’ve heard a book, you’ve read a book. Both demand a set of skills that not everybody has. For me, the spoken word becomes the written word in my head.</p>
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<p><strong>5) There seems to be a theme of exploitation in Lucy Willow, the Sparks exploit the school, parents and children as well as the Peppercorns and the American billionaire having no regard for tradition and exploiting the Willows.  How much of your own values do you incorporate into your books?</strong></p>
<p>I don’t consciously try to give any values, especially not moral lessons. I think with writing for younger children you have to make a clear distinction between villains and heroes as it’s harder for younger readers to grasp the understanding of the grey ground in between things, the sludge that is in everyone. But I don’t feel life’s fair and I feel I’m being honest when I portray corrupt adults rather than perfect ones.</p>
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<p><strong>6) Some of your characters have chaotic families, others have weak parents and there is often an abandonment in your books. Lucy Willow finds it difficult to accept a new sibling. Is this an element of the fairy tale or a comment on modern families?</strong></p>
<p>All fairytales, from the beginning of time, deal with dysfunctional families. They start with a once upon a time and they end with a happy ever after. In between those two lines lives the chaos. I believe the notion of ‘happy families’ only lies in pack of playing cards. The reality more often than not is that things don’t turn out quite as we expect when we say ‘I do’; and ‘happily ever after’ is only a beginning. Children are must better psychiatrists and philosophers than most adults ever give them credit for. Children understand the world in a more perceptive way. They are very quick to realise that they didn’t quite live up to the expectations of their parents, that they’ve been ousted by a sibling or they feel responsible for the breakdown of a family and in that they feel lost and abandoned. Abandonment happens in many formats, it can happen in very subtle ways. Yes, these are experiences that I grew up with, and therefore I feel able to write about them with hopefully more than a peppering of magic and humour.</p>
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		<title>Sally Gardner explains to Danuta Kean how fairy tales can offer escape from adversity</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2011 07:48:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Sally Gardner</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Storytelling saved Sally Gardner, the bright and passionate author of the novel I, Coriander. As a child she was bumped from school to school, at one point ending up at an institution for maladjusted children straight out of Dickens, because neither her teachers nor her parents could understand why such a clever girl, with an [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Storytelling saved Sally Gardner, the bright and passionate author of the novel I, Coriander. As a child she was bumped from school to school, at one point ending up at an institution for maladjusted children straight out of Dickens, because neither her teachers nor her parents could understand why such a clever girl, with an obvious love of books and words, could not read. It was the 1960s and she was dyslexic, a condition that had yet to be recognised.</p>
<p>“After the school for maladjusted children I was sent to a so-called posh school where they wore horsehair uniforms and slippery-soled shoes,” she recalls in typically vivid detail. But this was no Hogwarts. “I was very badly bullied by these really hideous girls. I loved horror stories, so decided to make up a few to escape from them. Under my bedclothes one night I started very quietly speaking them out loud, when I realised that everyone in the dorm had gone very quiet, then girls started screaming and matron had to be called. They never bullied me again.”</p>
<p>She laughs. Her laugh is warm, open and happy; she is living proof that the bullies can be beaten. And the memories, though no longer hurtful, inspire her to write vividly of her 17th-century heroine Coriander in her much-anticipated debut novel. The book is as much a love song to the city of London as it is an adventure story, set against the backdrop of Oliver Cromwell’s Protectorate. Coriander Hobie, a girl with fairy blood coursing through her veins living by the Thames, tells her extraordinary story of triumph over tragedy. It is a magical tale vividly told, weaving fantasy and fact seamlessly against a background of hard-line religion twisted to serve the greed of hypocrites.</p>
<p>London comes alive in her writing. “I absolutely love London and know it very well,” she explains. “It is incredibly rich, and when you think you know it something else is revealed.” Gardner grew up in the heart of the capital in the law district of Gray’s Inn – her parents were high flyers in the legal profession. The area still had the scars of wartime: bombed-out buildings revealed a cobble-stoned past and the milky light of gas lamps seeped through the smog that blanketed the streets. It was a place to feel the magic of ghosts. “I used to feel the past was literally just through the fog, it was a tangible thing,” she remembers, and looks wistful at the memory. I wonder whether it was in those pea-soupers that she first believed in Fairyland.</p>
<p>By ‘believe’ what she means is that fairy tales help us to understand our lives in ways that religion cannot. “Fairy tales are the soul of the world,” she explains. “They talk of great universal truths in a way that is accessible. When you write about a child living in a tower block with a crackhead mother, it is too close to her reality for her to see what else is in the story, but place her in a fairy tower with a horrible witch whom she is trying to escape, and she can take inspiration from the message that good can triumph over evil.”</p>
<p>The River Thames is as much a character in the book as the girls, boys, fairies and hags. “When I was growing up my parents divorced and my mother went to live on the river in Hammersmith. It was then that the river had a great impact on me,” she recalls. “It washes the city. Alchemy was still believed in in Coriander’s day, and the river was the perfect philosopher’s stone: it was the colour of lead but brought gold into the city. It made the city what it was.”</p>
<p>Her parents’ divorce had a devastating impact. “A lot of children have to be mothers or fathers to their brothers and sisters in very difficult circumstances, and they don’t get credit for that,” she comments. “All my knowledge of childhood unhappiness I never lost, which is why I think I can write for children.”</p>
<p>At the root of her unhappiness as a child was the ignorance of adults that she is severely dyslexic. Surrounded by high achievers, her seeming inability to read or write was taken as a sign of stupidity. But she is a bright woman, as she discovered at art school. She also realised that dyslexia has a positive side. “What I realised is that I visualise everything. I had thought that everybody did this, that when I said an 18th-century woman they could see a clear image of that woman with white cheeks in a silk gown.”</p>
<p>But not everyone sees in her way: “I was doing a show with a director and was explaining exactly how I saw the set, and he said, ‘I can’t see it.’ I remember standing up and saying, ‘My God, you are blind!’ He said, ‘I am not!’ ‘But can’t you see it in your head?’ And he replied, ‘Most people cannot.’” It was a revelation and I realised that what people had put me through purgatory for was a real gift.”</p>
<p>I, Coriander is a special book for Gardner, not least because Coriander’s triumph against powerful foes mirrors her own victory over self-doubt and ignorance. For children feeling pitted against a cruel world, the message it offers is of hope and a future. “One of the most extraordinary things is that in publishing my dyslexia has never been a problem,” she says when asked how it has affected her writing. “I can’t tell you how liberating it has been to hear my editor say, ‘You can write, just get on and write.’ It has been like the start of my life.”<br />
How I write</p>
<p>Sally Gardner is proof that dyslexia does not have to stop you from being a successful writer. Here she describes how she overcomes it to create magical stories.</p>
<p>“Computers are a godsend for dyslexics. It doesn’t judge. It doesn’t laugh at you. It even has spell check that can occasionally help spell a word the right way. It gives you the ability to go. I work on an Apple Mac, which I think are designed for dyslexics. A lot of problems with dyslexic writers is the lack of organisation, of not being able to order your thoughts in a way that makes sense. When you are writing you are often five steps ahead on the page. With a computer you can do the five steps ahead and then put them back in the order they should be. I think it is very important to be brave and take a plunge into the pool and not worry about it. You can work slowly on what you write afterwards. You don’t have to show it to anyone. The other trick is to read slowly into a Dictaphone and get someone to type it up afterwards for you. That is what I am going to do for my next book. Don’t worry about grammar. I was so fearful about this grammar business, but what I decided was that grammar is like the lungs of a book: you have it to allow people to breathe. So it goes like this: a comma is for a short breath, a full stop is for a big breath, end of paragraph is a cup of tea and a chapter means that you can leave a book alone! Apart from that you shouldn’t worry. If you are running out of breath then you should put a full stop in quickly. And short breaths are best for books.”</p>
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		<dc:creator>Sally Gardner</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I have finally handed in the first edits of my new novel The Double Shadow to my publisher. Perhaps the best way to describe The Double Shadow is as a family sci-fi saga&#8230; ? It&#8217;s always rather nerve-wracking waiting to find out what your editor thinks about your manuscript edits. What more will she feel [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have finally handed in the first edits of my new novel The Double Shadow to my publisher. Perhaps the best way to describe The Double Shadow is as a family sci-fi saga&#8230; ? It&#8217;s always rather nerve-wracking waiting to find out what your editor thinks about your manuscript edits. What more will she feel should be taken out, what more enhanced?</p>
<p>I think finally I’m growing in confidence enough to know the shape of the novel that I am trying to create. Consequently I am a little less terrified of the lead pencil comments that come plastered in my editor’s tiny handwriting all over the first draft. It would be great if manuscripts were edited on computer so that comments were more decipherable. In the future perhaps they will be.</p>
<p>It was when I worked in theatre as a set designer that I became aware that it’s always good to keep several tricks up your sleeve. So when the audience thinks they’ve seen all there is to offer, you hit them with a big surprise. It is a lesson that I learned visually and now I&#8217;m putting it into practice as a writer. I think the main thing when you work with a character or characters is not be frightened to let them rule you. I do believe if you try to control them, you end up with cardboard heroes and villains, when what you really need is the foibles of humanity.</p>
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		<dc:creator>Sally Gardner</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I recently gave a speech to some prize winners at a school and it went down well &#8211; it was written for the losers as well as the winners. I thought I&#8217;d share it with you, too: <p>Today is a celebration for all of you prizewinners who’ve worked very hard and are being justly rewarded [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I recently gave a speech to some prize winners at a school and it went down well &#8211; it was written for the losers as well as the winners. I thought I&#8217;d share it with you, too:</div>
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<p><span style="color: #008000;">Today is a celebration for all of you prizewinners who’ve worked very hard and are being justly rewarded for pushing yourself that little bit further.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">It is also about the sterling work of your teachers who have encouraged you and helped you to achieve what maybe some of you thought was impossible. Not forgetting the support and love of your proud parents, who have in many cases made great sacrifices for you to be at this excellent school.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">But alas, olay, that leaves quite a few of you sitting there thinking “I have won nothing again”, and who’s parents might be wishing, “, if only you had.” What I want to say comes from personal experience,</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">that winning happens at different stages of our lives.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">As the great scientist Albert Einstein said, “Imagination is more important than knowledge.” I think imagination is the key to dreaming, and dreams lead us to imagining the impossible and making it possible.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">Here I have to be honest in saying I never ever once won a prize at any of the numerous schools I was sent to. The closest I have come is to have the honour of being asked to speak to you today.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">If the truth be told I spent most of my education being either expelled, or politely asked to leave various educational establishments.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">It wasn’t that I was naughty, well we won’t count the small matter of the missing buns, but hey-ho a girl has to make friends somehow! No, my problem was much bigger, and went unrecognized, misunderstood and undiagnosed until I was about 12, when the term WORDBLIND was first used to describe my condition – I couldn’t read, or write, my brain wasn’t like other peoples. It had been compared to a sieve a description that I liked a lot and hoped that it might be an exit pass from having to ever go to school again. I mean it didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that this way of learning wasn’t for me .By then I had spent five years on a reading scheme called Janet and John. They had a ball. Which I would like to assure you, they didn’t. At least not my idea of a ball with wonderful frocks, handsome princes and glass staircases… no, all Janet and John had was a hoovered lawn, one dog, one red ball and the unbearable excitement of one brown stick.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">To me they looked like the dullest pair of bores, who I would never ever wish to play with. I dreamt of 50 ways of having them kidnapped possible &#8211; a genie could take them to the furthest end of the world, a witch could lock them in an ogre’s castle, strand them on desert islands, shoot them up to the moon, or into the deepest part of the sea. Except the dog, surely there was a better home waiting for him, with more interesting children to play with, who could tell a good story.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">Finally the word DYSLEXIC was used to describe the fact that I couldn’t read or write. A cruel joke, considering any dyslexic worth their salt can spell such a hard word. I was then sent to a school for maladjusted children, where I was diagnosed with a reading age of 5 and writing age of 4 not great, since I was 13 at the time. Personally, I think Janet and John have got a lot to answer for.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">Aged 14, on a wet day in a small hut filled with angry out of control children, I found the entire works of the Bronte sisters and started reading Wuthering Heights, letter by letter, until I found to my utter amazement I had fallen into the book. And the hut, the children, the brick walls, the dyslexia, had temporarily disappeared, and I was far away on the moors with Kathy. After that my nose, my brain, was never out of a book.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">The next school I attended was for well-adjusted girls, which I can assure you made the maladjusted lot look positively normal</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">We were made to wear brown horsehair uniform and slippery start right shoes I hated the place so I made a deal with my mother, a gusty bird. If I got 5 O levels &#8211; GCSES to you – could I please get out of here? It was an impossible dream, but after all, dreams were what kept me going, so why stop now? I worked night and day, break time lunch time supper time, through the night in the smelly girls toilet, determined as I have never been before, to get out of there.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">Miss bell my English teacher thought I didn’t stand a chance. I remember that she was shaped lie a bullet with tiny cartoon legs, sticking out from cardboard tweed skirt she told me just before taking my English exam, Susan, this was a bit baffling as it had been quite a fight to change my name from Sarah to sally on account of it being easer to spell</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">not to make too much noise with my pen as there were girls here going to Oxford. She didn’t say it, but I knew she was thinking – and you are going nowhere.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">While waiting for my results, my mother and stepfather took me to the races. My stepfather was a wonderful, generous man who gave me 10 shillings to bet on any horse I liked. At the time this represented a small fortune .As far as I was concerned, there was only one horse in the race. The horse’s name was ‘Silly Season’ &#8211; it was I felt a horse after my own heart, as my nickname at school had always been Silly Sally. My mother was furious when she realized what we’d done – the odds were packed against the animal this horse was not a winner.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">When the starter gun sounded, Silly Season was the last out of the gates. Seeing the rage on my mother’s face, I said quite calmly – you see, that horse is saving up all its energy to win. And blow me down, it did. We made a small fortune. But more important still is that the horse became a mascot for me. It stood for you can, you will.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">Just to prove the point, I got five O levels and at 16 went to art school, where the doors of a world that understood me finally opened&#8230; I received a first class honours degree from the central school of art, then won an arts council scholarship, and designed my first West End show at 23.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">After 15 years as a costume designer and after having three gorgeous children, I decided to do what I had always dreamt of – illustrating children’s books. Though still I kept quiet about an even bigger dream – to be a writer and tell the stories that would help and inspire other children to think outside of the box. Today, I am proud to say I am a successful novelist, with over a million books sold and many translated into foreign languages.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">, Dreaming the impossible has led me to find something I love doing and make my living from.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">I am in the five percent of severely Dyslexic people. It will never go away, but these days I wear it with pride.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">I once asked my son, who like me is dyslexic, what kind of car are you? Without hesitation he said a Lamborghini.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">I asked him have you started the engine?</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">No, he said.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">I said, a car with out a starter motor even the most expensive car imaginable is going nowhere. No matter how much it costs, how good it looks, you need to turn the key in the ignition after all dreams are powerful engines that can take you further than even you can imagine.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">What car would you be? He asked.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">I replied a battered up old Morris Minor, with the best starter engine in the world.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">For all you winners here today, you are on road to achieving your dreams. Well done. And that is what we are all here to celebrating. As for the rest of you, who have yet to win, you will, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but you will.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">I worked on a book with Yostein Gardner, called Hello, Is anybody there? He told me this – and I would like to share it with you: every person in this world is already a winner. Because the chances of being born as you are smaller by far than the chances of winning the National Lottery jackpot.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #008000;">So let’s celebrate all you who are here to receive prizes today, and, the potential in all of you. The word impossible is only a full stop that you have to get over. If you believe your in dreams they are attainable, you can and will become the winners of tomorrow.</span></p>
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