Tag: Children’s characters

  • The Creative Journey

    Negotiating with a Stubborn WizardOne of the surprises of creating children’s books is discovering just how many versions of a character can appear before the final one emerges.Today, I spent hours working on illustrations for my new book, and everything was going remarkably well. The characters were behaving, the scenes were coming together, and I…

  • Splinters Biography edited by Sir Hugo

    THIS IS MY OFFICIAL BIOGRAPHY.WRITTEN BY ME. ABOUT ME.FOR EVERYONE WHO NEEDS TO KNOW HOW IMPORTANT I AM.Splinter’s Self-Written Bio — Edited by Sir HugoAuthored by Splinter. Approved by absolutely no one.Hello! It is I, Splinter, the greatest tiny creature in the entire forest.This is a fact. I measured it.Editor’s note: He measured nothing. He…

  • Splinters Biography

    THIS IS MY OFFICIAL BIOGRAPHY. WRITTEN BY ME. ABOUT ME. FOR EVERYONE WHO NEEDS TO KNOW HOW IMPORTANT I AM. Splinter’s Self-Written Bio Authored by Splinter. Approved by absolutely no one. Hello! It is I, Splinter, the greatest tiny creature in the entire forest. This is a fact. I measured it. I was born from…

  • Notice from the Editor-in-Chief

    Introducing the second new Character in One Bear, One Breeze, One Bedtime. Who is Pillowby?Pillowby is a small, light-brown bear with an orange bow. He lives with his best friend, Snuzzle the dragon, and he is a teller of stories.懶 Pillowby’s PersonalityGentle storyteller — Pillowby tells stories softly, noticing every wiggle, droop and curl.Calm presence…

  • New character – post by the editor in chief

    Today I am pleased to announce after much auditioning we have found one of the stars of our latest story book. Who is Snuzzle? Snuzzle is a small, gentle bedtime dragon who shares a cosy bedroom with his best friend, Pillowby Bear.He is the sort of dragon who curls rather than roars, prefers biscuits to…

  • How a Poet transitions to writing for children.

    When you begin as a poet, you get used to listening. Poems arrive as whispers, rhythms, images, and odd little sparks that insist on being written down. You follow them. You trust them. You don’t always know where they’re going, but you step into the flow anyway, leaving the words and imagery to be refined…

  • How the Firewood Harp Found Its Scallywags

    A story that waited… until Splinter arrived. This story — a tale about a harp, a watermill, and a Grumpy Queen — has been brewing quietly in my mind for about five years. It waited, patiently, to be written. It lived in the background, humming its melody, shaping itself, but never quite stepping forward. Then…