CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE, Featuring the Art of Norm Grock!

It’s a happy moment when, as the author, you’ve finished writing the book. Then you can sit back and eat chocolates while the illustrator, and editors, and art director, and marketing folks, do all the work. 

Such is the case with my upcoming “Choose Your Own Adventure” book, Fairy House Halloween (July 7, 2026). 

I find writing these books to be challenging and fascinating and so, so different than any other “normal” book. In this case, a book with 13 different endings. That’s bananas. To me, the mission is clear: Simply write the most entertaining book ever. The journey itself is home — because there’s no “there” to get to, no real satisfying conclusion in the traditional sense. No ending sticks. So try to take readers on a wild, imaginative ride.

This is my second Fairy House title, the first one was called, appropriately enough, Fairy House. Crazy, right? And I’m very pleased to report that this new one, Fairy House Halloween, is also illustrated by the unstoppable Norm Grock. 

Man, this guy is so good. He truly understands the assignment.

No, we’ve never met, never spoken, never even exchanged an email. I work for Chooseco, and Norm works for Chooseco, and never the twain shall meet. But I did go to his website for a gander. 

That’s Norm, slaving away (did I mention that these chocolates are delicious? No? Well, they are!).

 

 

And here are two pieces of art from the upcoming book, featuring a clumsy, “not-quite-official” fairy named Beezle (not pictured). 

Thanks, Norm, wherever & whoever you are! 

THANKS FOR STOPPING BY!

 

WRITING PROCESS: The Research Feeds the Story — Going Beyond the Inciting Event

I’m working on the second book in an upcoming middle-grade adventure series, “The Survival Code.” The heavy lifting for the first book, Wildfire Escape, is largely behind me.

I should be writing the second one even as, temporarily distracted, I blog this post. The truth is, I am “writing” the book, though I’m not, well, exactly writing-writing. This current phase is a combo platter of research and thinking and brainstorming. It’s impossible to separate them into their own distinct stages. 

For this kind of book, the writing — defined here as words on a page — can’t happen until I figure out details of the plot. In this case, a wilderness adventure set in remote Alaska, I have a lot to learn. There are five characters in a car that careens off an isolated road into a heavy snow bank. The driver, the father, is badly injured. The weather is ominous. And there are four kids, ages 11-13, fighting for his life and their own.

I have the general idea sorted out. Two stay with the father, a medical emergency in a forbidding climate, while the other two go off for help, or shelter, or something. I’m still working that out. But parallel adventures.

Yesterday, I finished reading an incredible book, Where You’ll Find Me, by Ty Gagne. A work of nonfiction, it’s subtitled: Risk, Decisions, and the Last Climb of Kate Matrosova. I’m underlining passages, writing notes in the margins, and reimagining the story that I’m supposed to be, you know, writing. I might as well be scribbling: Eureka!

I stand here before you to defend my honor: This is writing.

The thinking is the writing.

One thing that surprised me about the first book, and once again fascinates me with this second story, is that my focus is not where I expected it to be. It not what I thought I’d be thinking about. You see, from the outset I wanted these kids to be adept at bushcraft. They were experienced in the outdoors life, able to build shelters, start fires, accomplish tasks in natural environments. That’s what I thought I needed to research. And those elements are still there in these stories, but to a lesser extent than I orginally imagined. Because through my reading, I keep returning to the realization that so much of survival is about attitude. I’m fascinated by the traits that help people endure critical situations, and the vulnerabilities that can lead them to potentially fatal mistakes.

One book that greatly informed Wildfire Escape had nothing to do with wildfires. Or, I guess, it had everything to do with surviving wildfires, without specifically being about one. Wait, let me back up: I thought I’d be researching wildfires in a really deep way. And I did. But it was not nearly enough. Because I had to write about characters who made decisions, who acted or failed to act. I kept wanting to know more about that mindset. To that end, the book that helped unlock their inner lives was The Unthinkable: Who Survives When Disaster Strikes — and Why, written by Amanda Ripley.

So why am I sharing this? Because most of the time, across the past 30 years for sure, I continually find that the book I set out to write . . . is not the book I ultimately write. I learn things as I move forward. My focus shifts. The research leads me in new, unexpected directions. The result is a different book entirely.

This happened with my latest middle-grade book, Shaken. I thought it was going to be about concussions. A 7th-grade soccer player suffers from a severe concussion. I’d have to learn all about that medical condition. And that was true. I talked to doctors, read up on things. But what I realized was the story was about a girl, Kristy, who has to pivot, and struggle, and reinvent herself on the fly. The concussion — like the wildfire, like the car accident, like the winter snowstorm — was merely the inciting event. The heart of the story was everything that happens after. 

The research is thrilling. One of the best parts of the writing life, in my opinion. The process fills me up and keeps it new. My brain goes a little haywire with sparks going off all hours of the day and night. I take a shower and wish to reach for pen and paper rather than soap and shampoo. I now have a new insight into Arlo, one of the book’s main characters. I now get how Naomi feels. The book is, I discover, about — in part — the relationship between Arlo and Naomi during a life-threatening crisis. Can they dig out an ice cave? Can they fashion snow shoes out of car mats? Sure, that stuff will be in there. But the real story is what drives them, the mistakes they make, and why, and how together, and at odds, they work to survive. Or not!

You ask if I am writing?

Um, do you mean words on a blank page?

Not yet. Or a little bit. 

But I’m doing something more important than that.

I’m thinking about it!

 

SHAKEN will be available in paperback on March 17th, 2026. Both books in the SURVIVAL CODE series will be out in May, 2027. Thanks for asking!

 

 

 

“City of Heroes” by Billy Bragg, w/ Lyrics

The ghost of Martin Niemöller
Haunts the halls of history
When they came for the communists
He said “It’s nothing to do with me”

When they came for the democrats
He had nothing to say
And when they came for the Jews
He just looked the other way

His silence didn’t save him
When they came for him as well
There was no one to speak out for him
Resistance had been quelled

What excuses would you tell yourself
If this ever happened to you?
Well I live in a city of heroes
I know what I would do

When they came for the immigrants
I got in their face
When they came for the refugees
I got in their face
When they came for the five-year-olds
I got in their face
When they came to my neighborhood
I just got in their face

They use tear gas and pepper spray
Against our whistles and our phones
But in this city of heroes
We will protect our home

When they dragged people from their cars
I got in their face
When they took families from their homes
I got in their face
When they murdered our sister
I got in their face
When they murdered our brother
I still got in their face

In Dachau Martin Niemöller
Suffered for his complicity
But in this city of heroes
We learn the lessons of history

I will bear witness to terror
I will bear witness to tyranny
I will bear witness to murder
I will bear witness to fascism

— Billy Bragg

 

I already hold tickets to see Billy Bragg at Wilco’s Solid Sound Festival in June. It will be a special moment when he delivers this song to an open field, crowded with people.

Check Out the New Cover: SHAKEN is Coming in Paperback (Cheap!) on 3/17/26

I’m happy to share that Shaken (ages 10-14) has been named one of the Best Children’s Books for 2025 (of books published in 2024) by the Bank Street Center for Children’s Literature!

And now there’s a new cover — so much better, more appealing, and accurate than the original cover — with a low, low paperback price. 

 

Remembering 40 Years As a Published Author, Pt. 1: The NBA Postcard Book!

I decided that this year I’d occasionally take a look back at my long & inglorious career as a children’s book author. Readers ask me how many books I’ve written and I honestly don’t know the answer. Lately I’ve been guessing, with my voice rising at the end, “About ninety?”

I published my first book in 1986, at age 25, a picture book titled Maxx Trax: Avalanche Rescue! Long out of print, I will still get the odd piece of fan mail about it. And since then, I’ve more or less hung in there and . . . survived. Often barely. That’s really my greatest accomplishment. That I’m still standing.

Just last week, in partnership with author Audrey Vernick, we handed in the 3rd title in our upcoming graphic novel series, Bigfoot and Dodo. We can’t wait to see it, but we’ll have to: The books won’t be out until sometime in 2027. There are other books afoot. A new lower middle-grade adventure series, The Survival Code (two titles coming, also in 2027), and a 3rd title in my “And a Moose!” series of easy readers, Two Astronauts and a Moose! Coming in, yes, I’m afraid so, 2027. 

Anyway, welcome to The Ultimate NBA Postcard Book!

This book came out in 1997, copyright held by NBA Properties, Inc. I was a freelance writer, hungry for work: a hired gun. Around that time I was consulting with Alan Boyco at Scholastic Book Fairs, and doing odd jobs for Barbara Marcus with Scholastic Book Clubs, and just beginning to conjure up the “Jigsaw Jones” mystery series. This little project came, as I recall, at the request of Alan Boyco, who was very kind to me over the years.

The “book,” of course, was not quite a book. It was a collection of postcards with brief player profiles on the back. Here’s an example of a “page,” which was printed on sturdy cardboard stock: 

The book consisted of 30 postcards, featuring many of the NBA’s top players at the time: Toni Kukoc, Rik Smits, Chris Webber, Joe Dumars, Patrick Ewing, etc.  My writing occupied a small space on the back. Like so:

Maybe not the highest literary standard, I realize. But the truth is, I love this kind of writing. And I mean, I have always loved it: that classic “punchy” sportswriting voice. And while I worked hard in my career to avoid getting trapped in that box — pigeonholed as “just” a sports guy — it was something I very much enjoyed and still respect. And I was good at it, too.

Here’s a closer sample from the book:

I still like the opening to my write-up on Glen Rice:

What does Glen Rice mean to the Charlotte Hornets? Instant offense. Winner of the three-point contest at the 1995 NBA All-Star Game, Glen has one of the purest shots in the league. He sets up behind the arc and fires hoop-seeking rainbows . . . 

That’s a swish, right?

Growing up, like so many kids, I was a huge sports fan. My favorite team was the New York Mets. When I was 8 years old, the “Miracle Mets” won the 1969 World Series. I was there, it seems, for every pitch. Watching the games with my mom, an old Brookly Dodgers fan who chomped on ice and smoked Chesterfields. In the days before ESPN and social media highlights, the only way to relive the games and follow the players in depth was to open the newspaper and read. Today I consider myself blessed to have lived in that time, because my love of sports turned me into a reader. And my first favorite writer — the first writer I was aware of, and actively enjoyed — was Dick Young, who wrote for the New York Daily News.

His writing was funny, fast-paced, sharp, and stylish. On Sundays, he penned a long, free-flowing column called “Young Ideas” where he riffed on all sorts of things, often separated, I think I remember, by an ellipses.

 

Young, a truly larger-than-life sports writer, would later become a pariah in New York, since he wrote a series of brutal, cruel, merciless columns that helped drive Tom Seaver, the Franchise, out of New York. The world of sports and American culture had changed, and Dick Young, staunchly conservative, did not change with the times. He didn’t care for hippies or the freedoms (and wealth) of modern ballplayers. Anyway: A kid, I read his columns religiously.

It is very possible that Dick Young had the most lasting effect on my writing style than any other writer I later encountered. I’d love to say it was Joan Didion or Richard Ford, but in life, nobody quite ever measures up to your first love.

Anyway, here’s the title page and that’s me, James Preller, a guy just trying to earn a living as a writer, gratefully taking whatever job came my way.

 

 

 

 

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