While gnawing on a piece of beef jerky I eat only due to necessity, I came to the brief and certain conclusion that I will finally pursue finishing and self publishing a children's book called, "Bethany Wants it to Rain".
Based on a conversation I had with my best friend years ago, I've never fully embraced the idea that I'm actually capable of completing it. I know far better artists than myself. In fact my drawing do not so much posess a spirit of natural gifting or technical ability as much as they have wit.
You can't learn wit. You can't fake it either. So while I suck at most things in life, I'm attempting to capitalize on one major thing I've got going for me: my smart ass attitude.
And I'll teach it to the children! And learn they will!
Because really...do we need another book about a little boy flying in his dreams or a little girl who learns to eat her vegetables through a series of ridiculous moral antidotes like, for instance, the green bean speaks up saying, "go on, kill me! I'm good for your body!"
No. We do not. Our society has dumbed down children's ability to pick up on subtle humor enough already...when actually they are masters of humor in general.
My favorite children's book is "Olivia" by Ian Falconer. He's given me hope that kids actually do like to read about quirky everyday things. Just ask Dr. Suess. It's true :)
So...now to, uh, make the time.
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