Katy Towell's Childrin R Skary

Without breaking a sweat, either.

January 5th, 2012

I'm a little late to this one, but check out this review of Carousel from 6th grader Tam! My favorite line: "Maggie, on the other hand is uncomfortably strong. I'm talking strong as in she can carry a whole mantelpiece jam-packed of enormous heavy dictionaries in one hand, and without breaking a sweat either." So true!

Happy new year!

January 1st, 2012

Goodness gracious! It's 2012 already! And I have such things planned for this year. Boy will absolutely be out, hopefully earlier rather than later. I'm working on a new book. There will be new illustrations up on the site soon. I'm working on all sorts of things, really. I can't believe this is my seventh? Eighth? year of working on Skary! Let's make this the best one yet, eh?

And the winner is…

December 25th, 2011

Merry Skary Christmas, everyone! I hope that all of you are having a marvelous day, whether you celebrate or not. Now *drumroll* for the winner of the contest to win a signed copy of my book: *more drumrolling* BRYAN CALLAGHAN and his daughter. Bryan, send me an email at http://skary.net/contact and tell me where to send the book and to what name I should write the inscription. :)

And now for a nature lesson

December 21st, 2011

Polish fan Joanna sent me a photo of her Nepenthes Rebecca Soper, which is a carnivorous pitcher plant. And, as many of you know, I have a particular fondness for plants that eat living things!

Pitcher plants work by attracting insects - and sometimes small rodents in some of the larger plants! - to their sticky sweet fluid. Once the prey falls into the liquid, it drowns, and the liquid breaks the body down to the nutrients the plant needs to survive. Delightfully diabolical, no?

We Wish You a Skary Christmas

December 20th, 2011

What's the one thing you want for Christmas more than anything? Well, I'm afraid I can't give you a unicorn that transforms into the Batmobile on command, but I can give you the next best thing:  a signed copy of Skary Childrin and the Carousel of Sorrow! All you have to do is comment on my Facebook or Google+, OR follow and tweet @katytowell on Twitter, telling me why you want this book. You can enter to win it for yourself or gift it to someone you love! Send your comments today through Christmas Eve (until 11:59pm Pacific, December 24th)! The (one) winner will be picked and announced some time on Christmas Day. The contest is open to anyone in any country, and the book will be mailed to the winner after the announced winner sends me his/her/their giftee's mailing address. Happy holidays from the Childrin!

Skary Childrin and the Carousel of Sorrow

 

 

 

Shout-out to Mrs. Corcoran and class!

December 9th, 2011

This is the kind of email (okay, so there are many kinds, but this is definitely one of them) that makes me smile.

From: Mrs. Corcoran's class

We have been reading aloud your story for the last 2 months.We feel that it is exciting, scary, and a little disgusting. Whenever our teacher reads, we are completely enthralled by the story line. We just found your website and wondered if you are planning to make a movie in the future? Please contact us.

Hello, Mrs. Corcoran's class!

I'm so happy to hear you're all enjoying the book. :) I don't have any plans for a movie made of it yet, but I have been contacted by movie producers before, so who knows? It could happen! In the mean time, I'm working on unrelated animated shorts and writing another book that I hope will be even more exciting, scary, and a little disgusting, too. ;-)
Thanks for emailing me!
Katy

Buy some art! Help some kids!

November 21st, 2011

It's the holiday season in the US and many places around the world. It's also getting pretty cold in the US and many places around the world! Then again, it's also neither in many places around the world. But every place has children in need, and you can help them out while getting a little something for yourself.

Now that 31 Days of Halloween 2011: The Truth About the Glass has finally ended, you have a chance to bid on all the illustrations. All of them! For you (if you win)! Signed, too, if you like. And 100% of the winning bid will go to Children International.

Click here to bid. The auction ends in ten days!

 

The Truth About the Glass, Part 31

November 18th, 2011

Constance ran down the several flights of stairs and out to where she saw the beast fall. But when she got there, she found in his stead a skinny, pale, weaselly-looking fellow.  “But where is the...?” she began, and then, “Oh, don’t tell me it was you.” “Ta-da,” said the skinny fellow sarcastically.  “I thought you’d be handsome or something,” said Constance. “I don’t have to be handsome. I’m a prince. I can be whatever I want,” said the prince, whose name was Crucio. “But how did the spell break? I certainly didn’t break it.” “You most certainly did. I suppose it means you like me. Haha! What a funny thing.” Constance pouted childishly. “I only liked you when you were a beast, and even then it was only because you were so unpleasant, and you liked all the same unpleasant things that I like.”Prince Crucio stooped and picked up an expired goblin. “Just because I’m a prince doesn’t mean I’m charming,” he said in a high-pitched voice while puppeteering the goblin’s jaws. “I like all sorts of unpleasant things. I don’t have a respectable bone in my body. Just ask the witch who cursed me!” Constance turned her back to the prince and folded her arms across her chest. “Prove it,” she said. “Well...” said the prince as he discarded the goblin. “I like frightening children. Poisonous flowers. Funerals. And you.” And this, dear reader, is where our tale becomes wretchedly sweet. It happens even to the worst of us. Yes, those two awful characters returned to the kingdom, where the prince’s father welcomed his son again. They married quite soon after, which made the king’s ball their wedding reception, which might explain why so many of the guests - all of those who drank the wine, in fact - came down with the same stomach virus at exactly the same moment. And why Constance’s stepsisters both broke out in the most horrifying case of projectile acne anyone has ever witnessed. But that’s another story for another time.

The important facts are that Prince Crucio and Princess Constance would one day become king and queen, and they would go down in the history as the worst monarchs who ever lived, and they would live rottenly ever after.

The Truth About the Glass, Part 30

November 17th, 2011

One final part remaining after today!

“Why, you ugly, evil old hag! I ought to admire you, but you killed my father, and you’re killing the only other creature I kind of maybe respect!” Constance spat, and with a scream, she ran at her stepmother with violent intentions. But the power of Agatha’s glass slippers repelled Constance with such force she was knocked a good six feet back!</p>
<p>“Dear stepdaughter, you have so much to learn about the dark arts,” laughed Agatha. “It’s a pity you’ll never have the chance!”</p>
<p>And that was when, all of a sudden, two very curious things happened at once. Outside, a team of men (or perhaps women? One couldn’t tell) dressed as Japanese ninjas swooped in from above on invisible ropes attached to nobody-knows-what. They were Mirrors, of course. The beast’s own spies. Those ninja Mirrors snatched the goblins right out of their magical slippers before the goblins even realized they were dangling unprotected. In fact, it happened so fast, they never realized it at all because their necks were snapped with a snickety-snack.Inside the castle, all of the household ghosts formed a misty soup as they darted this way and that in utter confusion because ghosts, I hate to say it, are rather like a herd of goats at times. Agatha couldn’t see an inch in front of her nose and soon stumbled over a fallen broom. First she tripped out of her slippers and then she stumbled backwards onto one of them, and her full weight (which wasn’t much but was just enough) cracked it into shards. Constance, following the sound, was quick to find a shard which she then used to...</p>
<p>Oh, it’s too gruesome. I can’t say it.</p>
<p>Let me put it this way, then: Agatha always wanted a ruby necklace, and she finally got one she could afford.</p>
<p>What about the beast? Constance worried.</p>
<p>But what worried her just as much as the condition of the beast was why it mattered to her at all.

The Truth About the Glass, Part 29

November 15th, 2011

Agatha was craftier than even the Mirrors had suspected, for up from the bushes popped the seven goblins, now on her payroll. And on their feet - and Agatha’s, too - were slippers made of a magical glass that would protect them from injury and make their weapons useful against the cursed beast. The beast, for all his horrible might, didn’t have a chance. He was instantly captured by those nasty goblins-for-hire who commenced to jabbing and stabbing with their tiny knives. All he could do was groan with pain and bleed. Oh, how rapidly he weakened!</p>
<p>“No!” gasped Constance from the castle window, and she was alarmed to find little drops of water coming out of her eyes.</p>
<p>“Stepdaughter, dearest, is that you?” Agatha mocked below as she peeled off her peddler disguise. “How thoughtful of you to send your pet to greet us. Why, just earlier someone tricked me into dawning a costume before coming here, and my friends here were thoughtful enough to explain that this was to confuse any witnesses to my apparently planned disappearance! It’s been a day simply brimming with thoughtfulness, hasn’t it?”“You... you’d better watch your back!” was all Constance could think to say. She glanced around the room for a weapon.</p>
<p>“Don’t trouble yourself with coming down here, dear!” called Agatha. Then, in a puff of smoke and some really spectacular lightning effects, Agatha was suddenly in the room with Constance.


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