Sent out some illustration promos this week....to a smattering of children’s publishers that I’ve worked with or that I want to work with. Was going to send out a flyer...but then I thought it might end up in a dreary file cabinet somewhere. So I went with a 3-pack postcard promo. Maybe they’ll get tacked up on a wall somewhere for easy future access. That’s the hope anyway.
The picture book dummy/story about kid ghouls and a thundercloud is circulating to a few publishers too. We are HUGE thunderstorm fanatics at this house. Waiting for nature’s show, we’ll shut off all the lights and stare out the windows in anticipation, pets included. One year I found out just how many kids and animals can fit and follow in my shadow when a thunderbolt exploded the tree in front of us.
Here is an essay my younger son wrote in 1st grade. Such a innocent understanding...to think that thunderstorms crack the sky. Maybe they do... It was the inspiration for the picture book story I just sent out, though it would be years of rewrites before the ghouls arrived on the scene. When a story keeps knocking at the back of your head like that, when it won’t stay shut in a drawer, when characters come in and take over, you simply have to write it and then get out of its way...
The postcards look great, Terri! I think you're right about these little snippets of life coming back to us in our stories...it's often a little comment or theory from one of my kids (or my former self) that gets a story started.
Posted by: Liz | July 28, 2008 at 08:30 PM