April Sayre today

BULLETIN: I’ve moved the voting for this month’s Hall of Fame Poet from today to tomorrow. I didn’t realize that the date conflicted with my Friday Featured Guest spot. Be sure to check tomorrow for the ballot box and cast your vote for our August poet. Thanks.

Yesterday you met April Pulley Sayre through her bio. Today you meet the real thing. April gives us a musical tour of her book, Howler Monkeys and, when you click on her website, she even lets you listen to the monkeys themselves! Read on.

If I had my own jazz band, my new book, Meet the Howlers, would not exist. That’s because I first imagined it as a song. Specifically, it was song sung in a jazzy swing by a finger-snapping Frank Sinatra wearing a silver suit. Yes, I actually imagined that. (Fiction has no monopoly on strange book backstory, folks!)

The book started simply. There we were on a tower in the Panamanian rain forest. My nephews and I were watching howler monkeys and one of my nephews said, “He’s a howler.” It’s an innocent enough phrase.

That’s all it took. One little alliteration can set me off. I started singing. “He’s a howler, dooby, dooby-dee-doh…” This became the refrain. (As you can now imagine, I am one of the world’s most embarrassing aunties.)

Once I had this melody, I needed verses. So, I sang those as well. My nephews contributed an idea or two, but mostly just looked on, skeptically. We often brainstorm book ideas together but the singing was a new thing. Later, at home, I did the major work of crafting the song. This included all the usual nonfiction steps of research and fact checking. Fortunately, though, I’d observed howler monkeys for years and also studied primatology at Duke University.

The song had rhythm and rhyme and facts. After some more struggling it had structure. Sorry, Sinatra, but the perspective of the song shifted to that of a child. My imagined narrator was a child bemoaning all the things wild howler monkeys can get away with a child wishes he/she could. Yet the book doesn’t really have a child as a character. That child is just in my head, the source of the nonfiction voice used in this expository piece about a howler family.

The problem with my song? Well, again, I lack a band. Where IS my band? Every girl needs a band . . . Anyway, the second problem was this song’s conversion to the picture book form. I’ve often lectured about the connections between song form, story form, and picture book form. (I discovered this song/picture book connection while on a long school visit drive when Loretta Lynn was on the radio. Her songs use a form called the Nashville turnaround which, I noticed, was a classic picture book structure.)

Alas, despite the similarities between songs and picture books, the differences can get you into a pickle during conversion. This, the book’s editor knows. The whole thing had a wild, syncopated jazz rhythm that she and I wrestled to iron out. It was in my head and I could have taught it to you in a minute. But it would have driven a reader mad. Next, we moved on to Woody Miller’s illustrations, which sparked new ideas for structural changes in the original text. And so the process goes!

Sorry, Sinatra, no new song. But we did get a beautiful picture book. And it’s full of sounds—howler monkey sounds, not the sounds of swing or jazz. Now, if I could just get that original finger snapping rhythm out of my head . . .
If you want to hear the real howlers call, you can check out the recordings I made in Panama, now posted on my website:


April Pulley Sayre


Big book, One Is a Snail, Ten Is a Crab

Meet the Howlers

Turtle, Turtle, Watch out! (New edition)

If You’re Hoppy (Coming, Feb, 2011)

Vulture View *Theodor Geisel Honor Award

April Sayre tomorrow

REMINDER: Tonight at 10:00 EST is the cutoff for August “love” poems. Don’t get left out!

REMINDER: Tomorrow is the cutoff to comment on April Helprin Wayland’s post to get your name in the hat for a free, autographed book.

Tomorrow will be a good day for fans of April Sayre. As you can see from the bio she provided below, April works hard and there are good reasons why her books win awards. Learn more about her today and hear directly from her tomorrow. April, thank you for joining us. It’s a pleasure to feature you.

April Pulley Sayre is an award-winning children’s book author of over 55 natural history books for children and adults. Her read-aloud nonfiction books, known for their lyricism and scientific precision, have been translated into French, Dutch, Japanese, and Korean.

In 2008 Sayre accepted the Theodor “Seuss” Geisel Honor Award given by the American Library Association for her book, Vulture View. Stars Beneath Your Bed: The Surprising Story of Dust, won the 2006 AAAS/Subaru SB&F Prize for Excellence in Science Books and was named an 2006 ALA Notable Children’s Book. One Is a Snail, Ten Is a Crab was a 2004 ALA Notable Children’s Book.

Sayre has followed lemurs in Madagascar, pursued army ants in Panama, and eaten piranha in the Peruvian Amazon. When she and her husband Jeff are not traveling, they tend a wildlife garden and vegetable garden in Indiana.

Her newest books (2010) are Turtle, Turtle, Watch Out and Meet the Howlers. If You’re Hoppy and Rah, Rah, Radishes: the Vegetable Chant are coming in 2011. More info on Sayre can be found at www.aprilsayre.com