March Madness…

It’s here….Susanna Leonard Hill’s March Madness Writing Contest!

http://susannahill.blogspot.com/

The Contest: Write a children’s story, in poetry or prosemaximum 400 words, that is a fractured fairy tale.
My story:
Goldibawks and the Three Pairs

Once upon a time there lived a mama duck, a daddy duck and junior duck.

One day after mama fixed seaweed stew they went out for a waddle while it cooled.

Meanwhile nearby, Goldibawks, a young chicken as yellow as the sun, who had just wandered out from the countryside, spotted an ad.

WANTED:

BASKETBALL PLAYER

FOR NCAA MARCH MADNESS BASKETBALL TOURNAMENT

TODAY AT CHICKERBOCKER ARENA

c/o National Chicken Athletic Association

Wattles wiggling, Golidbawks was eggstatic.  Back on the farm, the roosters refused to let her play. This was her chance to show those roosters in the coop that this chick can play hoop!

In a shirt, skirt and heels, Goldibawks needed gym clothes but she was too far from home. Just then she saw the ducks’ house. She knocked. No one answered. She tried the door and it opened so she let herself in.

Goldibawks looked around for gym shorts.

She found papa’s pair but they were too boring.

She found mama’s pair but they were too bright.

She found junior’s pair and they were just right, so she put them on.

Next Goldibawks looked for socks.

She found papa’s pair but they were too dingy.

She found mama’s pair but they were too white.

She found junior’s pair and they were just right, so she put them on.

Finally, Goldibawks looked for some cool kicks.

She found papa’s pair but they were too heavy.

She found mama’s pair but they were too light.

She found junior’s pair and they were just right, so she put them on.

Then the ducks burst in. Goldibawks hid.

“Somebody tried on my shorts, socks and sneakers,”  quacked papa duck.

“Somebody tried on my shorts, socks and sneakers,”  quacked mama duck.

“Somebody tried on my shorts, socks and sneakers, and still has them on,”  quacked junior duck.

With that, they spied Golidbawks, dressed in junior’s gear.

“I can eggsplain,” she clucked and told the ducks the whole story.

Eggcited for Goldibawks, the ducks escorted her to the arena.

Goldibawks joined the team alongside Charles Bawkley, Larry Byrd, Mag-chick Johnson and Michael Jord-hen.

She had a stellar game, with a dozen dunks , half a dozen assists and went twelve for twelve from the fowl line.

Her signature Goldibawks blocks and the team’s peck and roll offense led them to the NCAA championship game, which they won when Goldi tipped in the winning shot!

Inspiration…

We all seek inspiration.

Sometimes

To win

To work hard

When we’re frustrated

When we have a deadline

When we’re just plain exhausted

Or when we’re ready to give up.

Some get inspiration from music

Some from family and friends

Some from a slogan

And some just have it within them.

When you’re feeling uninspired, find your source of inspiration.

Yesterday there was a great deal of discussion on Facebook about why authors do not/should not write rhyming picture books in first person. So, guilty of writing first person rhyming picture books, I was obviously discouraged by this discussion. And later, while I was sharing this story with my son, I was reminded of yet another rhyming PB I had written in first person. During our chat, I said in a pitiful voice, “Shoot, Keep Your Eye on the Ball is first person rhyming too.”

My son (12 years old)  turned to me and  said, “Mom, don’t listen to them. Anything’s possible.”

So…with no music, no slogan and just the sound of my son’s voice, I was inspired beyond compare. My young son was insightful enough to think outside the box and believed it enough to say it out loud – my wise, young son reminded me that anything’s possible. That’s the best inspiration ever.

After some research I found many successful first person rhyming books:

I Ain’t Gonna Paint No More!  by Karen Baeumont
Being Friends by Karen Beaumont
I Like Myself! by Karen Baeumont
1 Zany Zoo by Lori Degman
The Secret Science project that Almost Ate My School by Judy Sierra
Zombelina by Kristyn Crow
Bedtime at the Swamp by Kristyn Crow
The Middles Child Blues by Kristyn Crow
I’ve Got an Elephant  by Anne Ginkel
Just Another Morning by Linda Ashman
How Do You Hug a Porcupine by Laurie Isop
Snowmen All Year by Caralyn Buehner
Would I Ever Lie to You by Caralyn Buehner
Math Attack by Joan Horton
The Night before Easter by Natasha Wing
The Night Before the Tooth Fairy by Natasha Wing
The Night Before the 100th Day of School by Natasha Wing
The Night Before Thanksgiving by Natasha Wing
The Night Before The Night Before Christmas by Natasha Wing
The Night Before First Grade by Natasha Wing
The Night Before The New Baby by Natasha Wing
Me With You by Kristy Dempsey
The Things I Can Do by Jeff Mack
My School’s a Zoo by Stu Smith
If I Built a Car by Chris Van Dusen
If I Built a House by Chris Van Dusen
Crazy Hair by Neil Gaiman
Skunks by David Greenberg
Today I Feel Silly by Jamie Lee Curtis
It’s Hard to be Five by Jamie Lee Curtis
And To Think that I Saw it on Mulberry Street by Dr. Seuss
If All the Animal Came Inside by Eric Pinder
I Love My Pirate Papa
Tea with Grandpa (Roaring Brook Press, April 2014)

How is it that kids are always right?