BUTCHER
Seely woke up the next morning in a whimsical mood. She lay on her side with her knees tucked up to her chin, croaking a little tune and pumping her feet in time. Then she was quiet, listening. She could hear soft, padding feet…
STRATEGIC MOVE?
My sun porch bedroom, I discovered to my dismay, was so hot in summer it might as well have been a barbecue pit, so cold in winter a meat locker. For this reason—and also because I wanted to be nearer the college—after eight months…
HISTORY OF THE LITTLE FOOL
This is the first illustration of the little fool to appear in Sir Little Fool and the Skeptical Princess, my second children’s book. He came a long way in the two years I was teaching myself to be an illustrator.
SIR LITTLE FOOL AND THE SKEPTICAL PRINCESS
Once upon a time there lived a skeptical princess. She was so skeptical, in fact, that she didn’t believe in fairy tales! “I’m too grown-up for such nonsense,” she would sniff with her haughty little nose in the air.
PRINCE BEAUREGARD AND THE BEAST BABY
In a faraway kingdom in a long-ago time, a baby was born—with a lock of yellow hair and eyes like bluebells—a boy so fair, he could only have been a prince. And since that is what he was…
SOMEBODY GRAB THAT DOG
There I was, whistling loud,
Swinging up to kick a cloud,
When suddenly I heard a shout,
A big and hairy thing jumped out—
Somebody grab that dog!