through the looking-glass
the twelve-year-old and i were enjoying the wordplay.
July 25, 2013 · Leave a comment
“i’ve read thirteen pages,”
says the six-year-old girl, of the book we borrowed from the library yesterday. every once in a while, she walks over to me, points at a word on the page, … Continue reading
July 18, 2013 · Leave a comment
“the little prince reminds me of the doctor,”
said the twelve-year-old, referring to antoine de saint exupery’s creation. “the little prince reminds me of a time lord.”
July 15, 2013 · Leave a comment
fictional worlds are other universes
“what if fictional worlds are actually other universes that have entered into writers’ minds?” said the twelve-year-old.
June 2, 2013 · Leave a comment
sam i am
“a stalker,” says the eleven-year-old, describing sam i am.
March 2, 2013 · Leave a comment
"papa," the children call me: musings, vignettes, occasional poems 