The Law According to Humphrey
July 17th, 2011
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It was January, 2003 and I was on (groan) jury duty. It was a messy, confusing (though absolutely fascinating) trial that was supposed to last 9 days and went on for over 3 weeks. Since Humphrey has a family audience, I’m not going into the details of the crimes.
We had a great jury. All but three had college degrees and a number of them had advanced degrees. We had a teacher, a computer expert, a professor, a social worker, and a high end chef. And a children’s book writer – me. One of the frustrations of jury duty is that you spend so much time sitting in the jury room and so little time in the courtroom hearing testimony. Twelve people with nothing in common except the trial – and that’s the one thing you can’t discuss. The personable chef was popular because another thing we all have in common is food. Eleven of the 12 of us started eating together daily, exploring areas of downtown we didn’t know, taking walks.
One day, we came into the jury room for a break and I called my husband on my cell. He said to call my agent, Nancy Gallt, right away, which I did. She told me that Susan Kochan of Putnam’s had made an offer on The World According to Humphrey. I didn’t know then how lucky I was to have Susan choose it because she’s the perfect editor for Humphrey. Naturally, I started jumping up and down – literally jumping for joy. When the call was over, my fellow jurors were dying to know what happened and they were as excited as I was. I celebrated my first sale of a middle grade with the kindness of strangers.
As we drew closer to the end of the trial, the testimony got even murkier. A mute person testified. We had a rebuttable witness to prove another witness was lying. We had a witness arrested outside the courtroom and a noisy, scary inmate fight in the elevator outside the courtroom. Our deputy ran out with gun drawn. We had a witness heartbreakingly sobbing, long-winded DNA experts, lots and lots of police – it happened that the victim was the sister of a police officer. When we finally started deliberations, it turned out my fellow jurors were as confused as I was. We really worked hard for 2 1/2 days under intense pressure to come to a conclusion because one of the 12 (the one who didn’t go to lunch with us, a stockbroker) was going to “walk” as he had an out of town wedding. That would have meant starting deliberations all over again with the remaining alternate; the other alternate had been dismissed.
We ended up with a hung jury on the most major charge. We all agreed about what the accused had done but a technicality in the way the law was written became a point of contention. We read that law over and over. The social worker broke down in tears when we knew we were hung. “But he’s soooo guilty,” she wailed.
Still, I respected the people who couldn’t say “beyond a reasonable doubt” because of the wording of the law. (Think Casey Anthony.) We found him guilty on the other three felony counts which sent him to jail for a number of years, probably ruined his life, broke his family’s heart, etc. But he had done those things and none of us had the slightest doubt because he had admitted it on tape. (Admitted it because he didn’t think what he did was wrong. We strongly disagreed.) The prosecution was thrilled that we found him guilty as they knew it was a complicated trial. The family of the victim and the police detectives involved thanked us profusely.
I still think about them all: the jurors, the judge, the family of the victim, the family of the accused.
But I was thrilled to go home - a juror no more. I was now a middle grade novelist!
Three months later, at a party, I learned that Nancy had sold The Seven Wonders of Sassafras Springs to Caitlyn Dlouhy of Atheneum. It was a very good year.









In my last post, I talked about the years spent taking notes on a story looking at a classroom through the eyes of a classroom pet. A lot of that happened in 1996. I didn’t actually write the book until 2002. One reason is that my primary career was writing children’s television, so children’s fiction took a backseat for many, many years, though it was my number one goal. The idea about Humphrey took shape and my notes seemingly reflect a book very similar to the published The World According to Humphrey. But what delayed the actual writing of the book wasn’t that I didn’t have time for it. It was because there was one key element that I hadn’t figured out yet: Humphrey’s voice.
Today is the release date for the newest Humphrey book, School Days According to Humphrey. I barely mention a new book to family and friends any more – it doesn’t feel like big news to them. Just another Humphrey book. But reflecting on this seventh book, to me it almost feels like a miracle.
School Days According to Humphrey will be released in hardcover June 30. It’s already out in the U.K. as School According to Humphrey. For a preview of the first chapter (with British punctuation and spelling), here’s the link to Tesco’s Book Club, which features a sneak peak. Click on the cover at this link:
Yippee! Summer According to Humphrey, which recently came out in paperback, is a bestseller in the Scholastic Book Club.
And just a few weeks ago, Humphrey’s Tiny Tales: My Summer Fair Surprise was released in the UK. Next up will be Humphrey’s World of Pets, a pet care guide coming out in U.K. in October. And the next Tiny Tales book is called My Creepy-Crawly Camping Adventure – my favorite so far!
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