I knew this would happen….but I just didn’t think it would be this fast. As anyone who follows me knows, I recently launched my first children’s book ‘Mr. Fray’, the story of a grumpy hedgehog. It was quite a departure from my previous books of poetry, I grant you that. But my muse is not a gracious lady draped in shimmering robes and scattering helpful ideas like rose petals. More the overcaffeinated Miss Trunchbull type.
Anyway, the inspiration for the book came to me when I was gifted a raggedy looking stuffed hedgehog. I immediately christened him Mr Fray because he looked frayed (ahhh…the amazing power of the brain huh?) I had no plan, the story just kind of whomped out to my surprise – mine actually most of all.
Most of the people who have given feedback were lovely, and seemed to be enjoying the story. And then………
**insert Jaws theme music here**
What right do I have trying to bludgeon (bludgeon? really?) my way into kids books?
Don’t I realize how overcrowded that genre is already?
And…my favorite (grimacing) so far….
“WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO KID?”
I wasn’t aware of trying to kid anyone. Brilliant thing that I am….pulling the wool over your eyes by POSTING ABOUT IT and USING MY NAME.
I also wasn’t aware that the genre you begin in locks you in for all eternity. (she typed sarcastically)
As always, the wonderful support and humor and feedback from most people is amazing and humbling.
There is always a troll lurking somewhere, I hope it just makes me appreciate all the good people more. Hugs all ’round.