It is the middle of the night. Not asleep because I finished a book about half an hour ago, and then everything possible just swirled around in the sea of thoughts that is my brain. Not because the book brought it on.
As I thought, one idea popped up (again, one of the numerous times since it was conceived). The one where a friend and I would write and illustrate a children’s book, become wildly successful, and then wait for royalties to pour in. Because it’s silly, I began to think, Why? Why couldn’t I do it? And then If I were to do it, what would I write about?
Maybe a little girl who has a series of adventures. But kids like animals too. Little girl with an animal? Who’s the main- the girl or the animal? What animal? A squirrel? Nahh… that’s Scaredy Squirrel. Although that is a good example. Which means I should write about an animal!
What would the animal do? Be like a human or be like an animal? What if no one wants to publish it? No prob, we could do self-publishing. But that would mean a crazy amount of work, what with writing, promoting, marketing etc. That’d be just the beginning, I comfort myself. And then after the successful bit, we’ll have a manager. Yup, no problem.
So… what’s the story?
Yeah, I always get ahead of myself like that.