What to share? Here are a few little known things about me, mostly as a kid.
I had a pet squirrel (ChiChi) who was hand raised and returned to the wild successfully. She returned to show me her baby one Thanksgiving. I’ve also rescued baby rabbits and fed a bat with a medicine dropper.
As a toddler, I repeatedly told my mother about a man who stood over my crib at night. He had a big hat with a feather.
I joined with other neighborhood kids to build forts out of metal siding. Our constructed town was called Springville. A spring trickled through the main street.
As a ROTC cadet in college, I threw up on my first and only trainer flight. I blame it on a breakfast of orange juice and candy bars.
Coming from a large family (7 kids), I always longed for a quiet place. Not surprisingly, I read a lot.
Why write for children? Because children can (and will) change the world.
“I don’t want to write for adults. I want to write for readers who can perform miracles. Only children perform miracles when they read.” Astrid Lindgren