I know it's been ages since I posted regularly but I've been busy. Well, busy-ish. You see, along with all that living life stuff and running off to Nicaragua and trying not to scream at people for being so stupid, I wrote a book. Yay me! I've actually written a lot of books. And scripts. And screenplays. And TV pilots. And poems... I've actually mastered the art of avoiding finishing any of these books and scripts and screenplays and TV pilots. Or even letting people know they exist... The poems - well, no one wants to read that angst. BUT, I finally did pull my thumb out and, a children's story I wrote for my mother, is actually going to see the light of day. Yay me, again! But, this is not my first book. No, my first 'published' work is a collection of stories titled, appropriately, My Stories written soon after my arrival in America that actually won an award! I know. Amazing, right? To be honest, 'award' might be a bit misleading. I was actually only given a Certificate of Recognition as the 'author of the outstanding book,' My Stories. But, the fact that the word 'outstanding' is in there, I'm feeling pretty confident that this was, indeed, an award! Now, I don't want to be too cynical, but it is very possible this 'Certificate' was one that was awarded to every student that year. It was in California in the early age of the Self-Esteem movement. Then again, just because my name, and the title of the book, was typed into blank spots on a mimeographed page, doesn't mean that the Monterey Peninsula Unified School District Superintendent of Schools, the District Librarian, the Principal and the School Librarian of Monte Vista School didn't think my work was worthy. It doesn't! I mean I, apparently, thought it was valuable enough to save the Certificate, pressed between the dog-earred construction paper pages of my opus, My Stories. Since the details of my latest book aren't ready to share yet, I thought I'd give you a peak at this 'outstanding' book, written in my first tender year in America. A book filled with such potential and possibility, captured in shaky cursive and heavily abstract drawings. I don't wish to overwhelm you with it's Outstanding-ness, so I'll stager this share in a few posts. Wouldn't want you weeping over the beauty of my words, the humanity within those stunning drawings. I'm caring like that. (I'm also in Nicaragua for a few weeks and won't be able to post about that awesomeness so this'll have to hold you until I can get internet and write about that - whatever that may turn out to be.) And so we begin ... THE FRONT AND BACK COVER:
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AuthorMy name is ej. I'm a girl. I say that because with the short hair and the short initials, folks aren't always sure. More brilliant insights to who I am in About me Archives
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