Now to revive the novel writing habit, which waxes and wanes and gets shoved aside when more practical writing and a giant backyard and a lovely family require the spotlight instead.
Where better to find inspiration than the words of others. Today, I'll offer up Maya's very first recorded story. She has told us a few good tales, but thanks to her homework, I found a pen for these two:
Story One: Once upon a time there was a girl named Maya. She did something brave for her mother and father. One day a dragon came and punched a hole in their house. Maya got some nice wood and painted iit and nailed it to their house. So they had a place to live forever.
Story Two: One day there was a kitten named Sockfear. He lived with his mother and father in the woods. Then one day a tiger came and then Sockfear's mother and father fell in the lake. Sockfear saved them by using his jet. He sent down a rope and his mother and father grabbed the rope and were saved forever. The End.There you go. If a five year old can absorb the basic construct of beginning, middle, and end, story telling must thrive in all of us. Now I just have to carve out the time in stone.