Jacqueline Woodson
Jacqueline Woodson
Jacqueline Woodsonis an American writer of books for children and adolescents. She is best known for Miracle's Boys, which won the Coretta Scott King Award in 2001, and her Newbery Honor-winning titles Brown Girl Dreaming, After Tupac & D Foster, Feathers, and Show Way...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth12 February 1963
CountryUnited States of America
book my-favorite something-new
My favorite reader is one that revisits books and gets something new out of them each time.
thinking
I love slow readers. And readers who think about what I've written, think about how it's written - and copy me!
thinking people close-friends
I actually don't think of whiteness and heterosexuality as 'the norm'. Maybe there are people who still do but none of them are close friends of mine.
book time-spent
I rewrite my books until they're mostly memorized so that's a lot of rewrites, a lot of time spent with my stories.
home expectations people
I feel like I'm a New Yorker to the bone. But there is a lot of the South in me. I know there is a lot of the South in my mannerisms. There's a lot of the South in my expectations of other people and how people treat each other. There's a lot of the South in the way I speak, but it could never be home.
thinking southern silence
I'm not afraid of silence. You know, I'm not afraid to sit in a room and have the conversation drop into silence. I think that's a very southern thing.
people want bigs
The Bible is big in the religion, treating people as you want to be treated.
mom mother dad
I remember my mother would get upset with me 'cause she said I walked like my dad. But I think it was more like, there's something about you that's not quite ladylike and femme. And then when I got older - once I came out, my mom and grandma were horrified and just kind of like, where did we go wrong?
summer able lasts
Maybe this was our last summer as best friends. I feel like something's going to change now and I'm not going to be able to change it back. —Margaret
flower writing stories
I loved and still love watching words flower into sentences and sentences blossom into stories.
life wall eye
A long time ago, Anne used to talk about energy-how that was all that love was-ions connecting across synapses of time and air. Don't rationalize, she'd say. None of it will ever make sense. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes, not wanting to cry. Anne was right. None of it made any sense.
thinking missing gone
I think only once in your life do you find someone that you say, "Hey, this is the person I want to spend the rest of my time on this earth with." And if you miss it, or walk away from it, or even maybe, blink - it's gone.
thinking people heartbreaking
I think people are sometime reluctant to read outside of their own race. This is heartbreaking.
fifteen sixteen
Fifteen. Sixteen was probably something, but fifteen - fifteen was a place between here and nowhere.