Sunday, March 30, 2008
A simple snowman.
Cure for the seasonal blues, writing rejections, writer's block, whatever ails your soul.
Never underestimate the power of playing like a kid.
(Even if you've had to have one coerce you into making this discovery!)
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
We're having an editor, an art director, and an author come rub shoulders with us for an entire weekend. Yes I'm being vague and mysterious.
So leave here and go get the details at the official SCBWI Canada East chapter website.
Friday, March 14, 2008
The snake took a liking to my shoulder but then it kept on going. It was crawling over my shoulder and started investigating my purse! I figured it would stop. Nope! It was actually disappearing into my bag. See?
So I'm standing there wondering what I should do. Do I pretend nothing's going on? Do I wait for someone to notice a missing snake? Do I call for help and freak out just about every four year old in the place?
At last a man in charge came over to help. I had to take the bag off my shoulder and open it while he held the last visible bit of snake and tugged on it in order to extricate it. It was firmly wedged in there! Not sure exactly what it liked. It could have been the gum wrappers, old grocery lists, a paperback novel, pencil, eraser, hairbrush, hand sanitizer, notebook, pen, Canadian Tire coupons, ancient kleenexes, lone fuzzy Skittle, grocery receipts.... Maybe it just felt like home!
Maybe it's time to clean out the purse.
(Thanks to my son who grabbed my phone to take the photos.) Here's one last one of two other corn snakes.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
It didn't want to do any flying for us. But after A LOT of coaxing, it finally flew to its perch and back again. Whee! What a whirl of feathers.
Barn owls are cool looking. This guy below is eating a chicken leg. Yum!
And the red-trailed hawk (below) performed one dramatic flight demonstration. Besides pretty much skimming my head it flew into a ceiling tile and found the kitchen in this auditorium. Quite a crowd rousing performance! The bird was fine.
Speaking of fine, probably the finest part for the kids was the poop. Every bird demonstrated that ability for us. Spectacularly sometimes. Eew! The kids loved it.
Not sure the same can be said for the intern who had to clean it up.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Well, I did say I was bored.
Then I heard the whistle of a train. Parry Sound has a fabulous train bridge. It's fabulous because it's way up in the air. But alas I was in the wrong place and couldn't get to the right place in time (besides which I'd lose my stellar parking space at the arena). So here's the view of the bridge from my vantage point.
And a little to the left of that.
I can't help but count cars when I see a train. Why is that? But then my time of leisure was up. Time to get to the serious business of cheering on my favorite hockey team.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
The kids were great. They chanted with me as I read some poems I'd had published in Babybug magazine and did all the actions for the different ways to travel in Let's Go! One little girl even eyed my rubber froggie, a prop for The Nature Treasury. She looked like she wanted to pick it up and abscond with it. It was one of those moments when, as a speaker, you're trying to keep your presentation going but you're all the while thinking "Okay, do I ignore this or do something...and what?" Luckily her mom solved my dilemma.
The Canadian Children's Book Centre gave every child there a free book to take home.
The local paper did a nice writeup of the entire evening (even if I do hate the picture of myself). You can read more here.