Great Middle Grade Reads discussion


...his belly groaned from within?
Where else would his belly groan from?
I think it may read better if it was simply, 'his stomach groaned.'

Also, I think we need more clues about what he's upset over. Family? School? The pig itself? It's too early for much, but you could give the readers some direction in just a few words.
My feeling is that you should use your first 100 words to establish these things more firmly. Launch into the scent of food and his questions about why no one is coming to coax him out afterwards.


I like this topic. I will be the brave person who goes next. I just "finished" revising my manuscript again, and here's (about) the first 100 words:
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It was after an ordinary language arts lesson when Ava first noticed Mrs. Beaufort had become an octopus.
Well, Mrs. Beaufort hadn’t exactly become an octopus – not a full-fledged one anyway. There was no change whatsoever from the neck down. There remained the jolly plump body clothed in a brightly-colored red blouse and skirt. The string of perfectly round glistening fake pearls still dangled around her shoulders. Her body was still supported by two sturdy legs that eked up out of black pumps. But her face – once generously round and with a touch of bright red lipstick that perfectly matched her dress – had collapsed into a faceless, throbbing gob of cream-colored light-orange and pink flesh.
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Like Justine said, any/all feedback is appreciated!

Your introduction reminds me of the opening chapter from Gone by Michael Grant. That book grabbed me right from the start. Maybe you can take a look at that and get some ideas?

Compared to what you mentioned, Michael Grant's Gone, he accomplishes a lot more in his first 100. Here it is:
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Gone
One minute the teacher was talking about the Civil War. And the next minute he was gone.
There.
Gone.
No "poof." No flash of light. No explosion.
Sam Temple was sitting in third-period history class staring blankly at the blackboard, but far away in his head. In his head he was down at the beach, he and Quinn. Down at the beach with their boards, yelling, bracing for that first plunge into cold Pacific water.
For a moment he thought he had imagined it, the teacher disappearing. For a moment he thought he'd slipped into a daydream.
Sam turned to Mary Terrafino, who sat to his left. "You saw that, right?"
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We already know something awful has happened to the teacher, Sam's reaction, that Sam is friends with Quinn, that Sam is a surfer, and that he resides in an oceanside community.
It's quite good!
To my own credit, Mrs. Beaufort is a character that lasts through the whole book and plays a major role throughout. With Grant's, thought I haven't read it, I'm guessing from the concept that it's unimportant who the teacher was/is. But I don't think that necessarily negates what you've said.
Thanks again for your feedback!
This is enjoyable, I hope more authors post their WIP first 100.

Danger.
Bernie sniffed the air. Something smelled different, wrong. He didn't know what it was, and bent over to get closer to the ground, though he didn't have far to go. He sniffed again, then stuck out his thick, stubby tongue and licked the path.
It tasted like trouble. And a beetle. Bernie spat out the twigs and leaves, but munched on the beetle, enjoying its crunchy flavor.
After a moment, he scratched his neck, wondering what he had forgotten. He checked his feet to see if he had stepped on anything. When he looked down, he saw the patch missing its leaves and twigs and leaned over to sniff it. Then he remembered.

Justine, I liked the way you started with the pig enclosure and and then skipped on to the smell of food. It made me wonder why he was there, who "they" were and why they kept him in the pig enclosure. Seemed like a good way of pulling the reader in.
Wal, okay, so that threw me. Something pretty radical is happening if the teacher is turning into an octopus. Does anybody else see it? Is it her imagination (though she seems to indicate it is not) or something truly weird? I also wondered how it was only after the lesson that she noticed. Seems like a pretty big transformation.

Here’s my take on yours. I’m a bit of a beginner at this, so take it for what it’s worth :-)
I like the first word, caught my attention.
In the first paragraph, I would have found the part about not having to bend far to get close to the ground intriguing, but since I know it’s about trolls then I already had that picture in my mind. Still worked well, I thought.
Licking the path, and eating the beetle – I really liked that part. I found it unexpected and weird. My cup of tea. I’m not one who reads high fantasy, so I don’t know if this is normal troll behavior or not (or whether it is in most worlds or just yours or maybe just Bernie) but I thought it helped me to know the nature of either Bernie or the trolls in general.
The last paragraph I struggled more with. I’m not sure if Bernie is forgetful or not. If he is, I guess this is showing his nature. If he’s not and he just happened to forget, I feel it’s not my favorite because the first ~100 words just took me in a circle.
Wish you success with this!

Anyway, thanks for the feedback. Much appreciated.
(As for trolls, I don't think licking paths or eating beetles is anything "normal" for trolls, exactly, but it seemed appealing for a middle grade character.)

Revision is hard. I'm not sure when I'm done. Maybe writers are never done revising, but at some point we just have to stop.
OK, I've put my 1st WIP "Ava and the Animal" on hold to get some distance from it before doing (yet another) revision. Here's the first 100 from my WIP 2 which is about 40 to 50 percent done with the first draft. Again, feedback appreciated.
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The day I became a superhero was also the day my name changed to Ionious Danglefart. No kidding. One minute I was Isaac Jenson and the next minute I was Ionious Danglefart. And if you think I have it bad, I should tell you about my best friend. He used to be Steven Crow. But now, in his superhero form, he's known as Sisyphus Smackbottom. To be honest, I’ll take Danglefart over Smackbottom any day. But don’t tell him I said so.
I suppose you’re wondering how the two of us got to become superheroes in the first place.

I'd use fewer words, though. "If you think that's bad, let me tell you about my best friend, Steven Crow. Now that he's a superhero, he's known as ..." Something like that.

I have some things to consider now, so thanks for your suggestions. It's not primarily a "gross-dependent" comedy, it's actually a darkly funny (with some potty humor) work about sociopaths. So I'm not sure the opening works. I will plug away at the first draft and consider! Thanks again.
Alrighty, who's next? :-)

I lift a long string of cheese from the stuff I'm stirring in the pot.
"Whoops!" it snaps like a rubber band. Is this gonna work? i figured I'd cook the sausage and tomato sauce and onions and cheese all together..then when Mom gets home from her job at the library, I just pour this over pasta - ta da! - spaghetti!

Interesting start. I have a couple copy editing suggestions.
First off, the “Whoops!” doesn’t need to be in quotation marks because this is in first person. Unless the narrator said this out loud, then I guess you could keep it in quotes. If leaving it in quotes you might consider making it have its own paragraph or something. The “I” in “it snaps like a rubber band” needs capitalized as does the “I” in “I figured.” And during “all together..then” there should be three dots to form an ellipsis.
I also found your last little bit “I just pour this over pasta - ta da! - spaghetti!” difficult to read. You might consider breaking this up into fragmented sentences, which would be grammatically acceptable due to the voice of the narrator. For example, you might try:
I’ll just pour this over pasta. Ta da! Spaghetti.
I admire your writing this in the present tense. It’s something that’s difficult for me to do. I most enjoyed in your piece the voice of the narrator character. Good luck!



Hello! My name’s Emma. I’m aged … Well, let’s just say I’m about to go to the bigger school! (Sorry, I was told a lady never reveals her age). OK, you’ve twisted my arm: I’m nearly into my early teens. (Happy, now?)
Well, there I was, sat peacefully in Miss Randolph’s English class. We had just finished boring ol’ Mr Mune and awful mathematics. I really cannot see the sense of it in our day and age!
Anyhow, dear Miss Randolph was twittering on and on, as usual. I quite like her, actually.

Second paragraph, "sat peacefully" - should this be "sitting peacefully"
I'm curious about the tie-in between Emma and the title of the book!


Another impression I got is that your MC sounds older than a pre-teen, more like a proper teen, completely self-conscious and trying to sound older than her age.

Thanks again!

I agree with the suggestion to change "stomach groaned from within" and also with Julia's suggestion about setting details.
The pig made me think about Charlotte's Web, which always makes me smile. The garlic and soy sauce made MY stomach groan from within. ;)

Compared to what you mentioned, Michael Grant's Gone,..."
Yes, you could weed out a few adjectives, but that's a killer first line, and your whole section made me grin.
Since I don't know this teacher, and since I assume Ava is your mc, I would very soon like a hint as to whether Ava feels pity or glee or etc. over this unusual sight. I tried to guess by your word choices, and the words jolly, perfectly round, and the matching lipstick make me suspect Ava likes her at least a little.

Reach for the Sky
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Danger.
Bernie sniffed the air. Something smelled different, wrong. H..."
First of all, love the humor. It smelled like trouble. And beetles.
:D
I think you could cut this: He didn't know what it was... because it's obvious, and it slows the pace for me.
By the last paragraph, we've strayed quite far from the danger, so I'm wondering what's going to happen next.

I lift a long string of cheese from the stuff I'm stirring in the pot.
"Whoop..."
With such a short section, it's hard to get a feel for this one. Here are two nitpicky suggestions: replace the rather generic words lift and stuff with something more vivid.
Love snaps like a rubber band and the lackadaisical approach to cooking. I would read further.
Does it pull you in, would you read on? Or is the pacing too slow or too confusing? etc etc.
To get the ball rolling, here's the first 100 words of my manuscript.
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Kai sat in the pig enclosure, planning his protest. The new piglet stayed in its box. Just as well. It wasn’t pink between its black head and bottom. Just black all over. Like what he was feeling right now.
From above, the smell of fried garlic in soya sauce drifted over to the fence. Without warning, his belly groaned from within. Kai glanced up at their hut. Why haven’t Mei or Lee come to coax him yet? He has been here for ages. They did not usually take this long. He waited. The sweet aroma teased his tongue. Kai sucked the air until his lungs could not take any more.
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Any critique, long or short, will be gratefully received!