Wednesday, May 30, 2012

A Penny Saved

Visa conducted a survey of American families with teenagers who said they would spend an average of $1,078 this year on the prom, a 33.6% boost over the $807 spent in 2011. The most interesting part was the data revealed that the higher the family income, the less spent on prom.
o    Parents who make under $20,000 will spend an average of $1,200
o    Parents who make $20,000-$29,999 will spend an average of $2,635
o    Parents who make $30,000-$39,999 will spend an average of $801
o    Parents who make $40,000-$49,999 will spend an average of $695
o    Parents who make over $50,000 will spend an average of $988
o    Parents who make over $75,000 will spend an average of $842
One expert suggested that because people are getting married later, parents are looking for reasons to celebrate and as is customary nowadays, we overindulge in our children. For our family—maybe because fashion, shoes, makeup, and hair are not my forte and definitely because I am confident that my daughter’s prom will not be the highlight of her entire life—our total prom bill will be as reasonable as we can manage while still honouring this milestone. But I can see all around me how tempting it is to want it all because we are surrounded with access to seemingly unlimited choices.
On CBC radio, I listened to a psychiatrist explain how middle-class people are pushing their limits to have bigger houses or expensive weddings but are reporting to be no happier than people 30 years ago were. In fact, he says we now tend to have more mental health issues because our values are distorted. You need only watch one episode of the TV show Say Yes to the Dress or MTV Cribs to see how our spending has gone out of whack and how the measure of success is determined by what’s parked in our driveway.
Thankfully, our daughter sees the bigger picture of her graduating year. She chose to spend a week volunteering for Habitat for Humanity in New Orleans knowing that would reduce her prom budget and she is aware of the large price tag for university this year. I have the getsmarteraboutmoney.ca scholarship contest to thank for having her calculate a budget for the income and expenses she will incur over the next year, which, truth be told, is even more than I expected when all is said and done.    
We are looking to the government for help with student loans and I am discovering that their calculations to determine need are just as odd as our society’s spending habits. A student who has saved money in a bank account or has earned money from working more hours has to claim that amount in their application and therefore their loan is reduced dollar for dollar for having that asset (for more info about recommendations to improve OSAP see: http://www.raereview.utoronto.ca/UTresponse_17_appendixB.html ).
The student would be better off spending their money or working less to show greater need. Our provincial government currently caps the amount of debt owing each year at a little over $7000, which is good, except the student has to come up with the remainder (OSAP estimates the cost of 8 months of university at @$17000) if they do not qualify for other grants.
In my simplified version of a better world, I would like to see tuition costs for any post-secondary education be free for all those willing to do the work. So instead of OSAP arbitrarily determining a family’s ability to pay for the student’s education, most people would have access to local schooling opportunities at a reduced cost, and then, if the student were to study elsewhere, they have made the choice to incur added expenses, and should be given a full student loan to use as needed, depending on their means, with the responsibility to pay for those outstanding debts. That’s my two cents for today.  
Education is the best way for a country to invest in the future and uplift all of its citizens. Then maybe we would see more value in ourselves rather than in our possessions.

Monday, April 30, 2012

Learn to be a Better Writer


I’ve been busy this month working on my young adult novel and children’s picture books leading up to a workshop I attended on writing for children presented by Brian Henry (quick-brown-fox-canada.blogspot.com). I met fellow writers, learned many good tips, and was encouraged to keep going. What I’m trying to say is that I don’t have anything to share this month except to inspire other writers with a list of my favourite books on writing.

Plot Whisperer: Secrets of Story Structure Any Writer can Master by Martha Alderson

The Forest for the Trees: An Editor’s Advice to Writers by Betsy Lerner

Writing Great Books for Young Adults by Regina Brooks

Eats Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss

The Book on Writing: The Ultimate Guide to Writing Well by Paula LaRocque

Spunk & Bite by Arthur Plotnik

77 Reasons Why Your Book was Rejected by Mike Nappa

Clean Well-Lighted Sentences by Janis Bell

Thanks But This Isn’t For Us by Jessica Page Morrell

Writing for Children and Young Adults by Marion Cook

On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft by Stephen King

Bryson’s Dictionary for Writers and Editors by Bill Bryson

When Bad Grammar Happens to Good People by Ann Batko

How I Write: Secrets of a Bestselling Author by Janet Evanovich

Writing Picture Books by Ann Whitford Paul

Writing & Selling the YA Novel by K.L. Going

From First Draft to Finished Novel by Karen S. Wiesner

Writer’s Digest magazine

Saturday, March 24, 2012

The Time Has Come

I think the Mayans may have been right about the world ending in 2012. I know my world will never be the same: our daughter is starting university in the fall. The shock of how quickly time passes is not sitting well with me. I’m feeling nostalgic, reliving her childhood moments with moms of young children, impressing upon them the need to soak up every moment and record lots of video. But it all happens in a blur no matter how present you try to be or how prepared you think you are.

All along I knew I was getting her ready for the world but now that the inevitable is knocking on the door, I’m panicking. I’m not worried about her future; it’s all the days in between that weigh on my mind, which is no different from the last seventeen years of my involvement in her life: have we made the right choices, is she ready for the next milestone, is she safe and happy? With her independence hurtling toward us, and my slow acceptance of this major change, it only ups the ante of my apprehension wondering how the pressure to raise her game will play out. I understand this big step happens to every person eventually but just because something happens all the time, doesn’t make it easy (childbirth comes to mind).

The worst part is I don’t believe we’ll ever fully know how difficult or easy the transition was for her because although I’m sure the first few days will be hard, this kid rarely admits to fear and has often shown the wherewithal to stoically endure her situation. This “I’ll show you” attitude has always served her well. I felt the first inkling of her figurative middle finger when she came home after the first day of Grade 2. I had sent her off on the bus that morning, to a school she had already been to for a year, assuming the teachers would help the kids find their way to their new class. Apparently not. But she figured out what to do and was stronger for it—while I added one more strike to my running list of guilty mother moments. I lost more clout when she was nine years old and we dropped her off for a 9-day camp an hour and a half from home. She didn’t flinch but I wanted to turn around and pick her up before we even got back to the main road. If she had felt any homesickness over that week, she didn’t say anything when we picked her up but I was teased for months.

As a teenager, that figurative middle finger has become more vocal but with every needle to my heart, I’m counting on this independent, stubborn, I-can-take-care-of-myself attitude she`s had ever since she kicked off her blanket in the delivery room to be there when she needs it. I have no choice but to be more like my daughter and resist showing signs of weakness. I will have to pull it together and be the spring board she needs to set off on her own, even though I secretly, or not so secretly, hope she bounces back every once in a while.