“We used to laugh so hard at The Stupids Step Out that milk would trickle from our noses at the dinner table.”
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I’m having fun at the site for Wild Things!, where my co-author and I are sharing a story a day, at least till publication of our book in early August — stories, that is, which were cut from our original manuscript. So, yeah. I’m now running two blogs at once — or at least, co-running one and running another, but hey, it’s been fun to share these stories over there. I’ll sleep during the apocalypse.
I posted about it the other day and mentioned our first posts. Here’s what’s going on this week:
- On Tuesday, we told the story of what happened when Charles Dickens said to Hans Christian Andersen, why don’t you swing by and stay with me sometime? (Big mistake.) That is here.
- Today, it’s a tribute to James Marshall and a touching story about his resting place. And that is here (and that is where this post title comes from).
Tomorrow we’ll take a look at Twinkles Lowry and Slim Hyman: The Untold Story. Friday, we’ll have a tribute to Nancy Garden, and on Saturday we’ll take a look at The Wonderful Wizard of Oz (or When You Might Want to Rethink Buying Your Own Tropical Island).
It’s all here.
In the meantime, see you back here at 7-Imp tomorrow.
Looking forward to the Oz post especially.