Just the Words
We’re proud of the books we write, but at a recent school visit, I discovered that maybe it’s not that impressive a thing after all. After all, it’s just words. My Power Point slide show was over. The lights in the school auditorium came back on. The kids stretched their legs. I turned off the projector, and glanced at the clock. It had been only been a half hour but I was still under the spell of the past evoked by my slides – the ballet doll my Aunt Ruth sent me for Christmas that inspired my first children’s book, the farm house in Bucks County where I began to write it, the beautiful cover of Noelle of the Nutcracker. It was time for questions and answers. “Does your hand get tired when you color?” asked a little girl in blue leggings sitting in the front row. “Well, actually I don’t draw the pictures for my books,” said, with a … Read on