As a children's book author I'm sometimes asked to visit schools. These are fun days for me as it's a chance to get out and meet my audience. I use a PowerPoint presentation where I talk about writing tall tales and stretching the truth. Afterwards it's Q & A time.
Sometimes the questions are very focused, "How old are you?"
Sometimes I don't get questions, I get declarations, "I have a dog. He farts."
Honesty. That's what kids like.
Sometimes questions come because students have visited my website (kittygriffin.com) and they find something they want to ask me about. Like the first grade boy from a nearby school. I'd finished reading Cowboy Sam and asked for questions. This boy's hand was up in the air and he was bouncing on the wooden bleacher as if readying for take-off. I nodded to him and he asked, "Why don't you eat your ferret?"
I'm not often speechless, but for a moment I was.
I repeated the question back to him and added, "Why would you ask me that?"
He stared at me as though he was the teacher and I the little kid. "Well, on your website you talk about your chocolate ferret. Why don't you eat it?"
He spoke the truth. I do have a chocolate ferret. But she's like having a chocolate lab, that's her color.
But he saw chocolate.
Something to eat.
Oh...oh!!! He thought it was silly to call something chocolate if it wasn't.
Lesson learned--don't forget how literal children can take things. Pay attention, because they certainly will be. And they will catch you every time.
If you're a beginning children's writer and you have questions, try Harold Underdown's site, "The Purple Crayon." You'll find lots of interesting articles there.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
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Hi Kitty. I loved reading your blog. I heard your voice as I was reading. Literally. You are a wise, wonderful, and witty woman. You had never told me the chocolate ferret story. Can't imagine you at a loss for words. But I can certainly imagine the look on your face when he asked that question. Thanks for making me smile. Kathy Combs
Would you puh-leeze help a 'Plethora Of Wurdz' which are look'n for a new home in your novel? Yay! Whew. Thank you, avalanchingly...
Q: Can anyone tell me the difference between K2 and IQ? A: Nthn. In Seventh-Heaven, we gitt'm both for eternity HawrHawr Need a few more thots, ideers, raw wurdz or ironclad iconoclasms? Voila!!
VERBUM SAT SAPIENTI: As an ex-writer of the sassy, savvy, schizophenia we all go through in this lifelong demise, I just wanna help U.S. git past the whorizontal more!ass! we're in (Latin: words to [the] wise)...
"This finite existence is only a test, son," God Almighty told me in my coma. "Far beyond thy earthly tempest is where you'll find tangible, corpulent eloquence". Lemme tella youse without d'New Joisey accent...
I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET any moe curly, party-hardy-endorphins, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs (in [the] end without end -Saint Augustine) when my beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girly-girl passed-away due to those wry, sardonic satires.
"Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness as bright as stars for all eternity" -Daniel 12:3, NJB
Here's also what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you' -the Infant Jesus of Prague.
Go gitt'm, girl. You're incredible. See you Upstairs. I won't be joining'm in the nasty Abyss where Isis prowls
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PS Need summore unique, uncivilized, useless names? Lemme gonna gitcha started, brudda:
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God blessa youse
(trust-in-Jesus)
-Fr. Sarducci, ol SNL
Whoa, Nelly! Easy, girl!
Jussta dang varmint
with fresh breath...
Wanna see my
oblong, dogged,
zigzag, wildfire blogs
whichr neurosurgeon
precise with our scythe?
Gitr done, Paw!
PS:
O yeah!
Jesus, the King of Kings, sez...
I love you!!!
Yeah, I'm a total pariah...
yet, I'm going to Seventh-Heaven.
Where you going?
If 1-outta-1 bites-the-dust
and if you dont yet know,
lemme show you how to wiseabove...
DATS D'FAK, Jak:
When our soul leaves our body
and we riseabove to meet our Maker,
only four, last things remain:
death, judgement, Heaven or Hell.
(which is exactly what happened to me:
Im an NDE - my colorFULL nomenclature).
Find-out what RCIA is and join
(ya might wanna check-out
'Lui et Moi' by Gabrielle Bossis -
a French writer, translated;
a wonderfull novel which'll
ROCK, YOUR, WORLD, earthling).
Make Your Choice -SAW
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Whoa, Nelly! Easy, girl!
Jussta dang varmint
with fresh breath...
Wanna see my
oblong, dogged,
zigzag, wildfire blogs
whichr neurosurgeon
precise with our scythe?
Gitr done, Paw!
PS:
O yeah!
Jesus, the King of Kings, sez...
I love you!!!
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