Summer is over, and Lucy is back in school. I miss her wild little self while she is away.In the field of childhood, a lot of things don't make sense. For example, I have never seen a yellow duck, outside illustrations and children's toys. Eric Carle and Bill Martin's book is riveting for Emile, but it is not heavy on reality. Ducks are yellow, horses are blue, cats are purple. But then, how could that be worse for him than our having a black cat named Yellow? I suspect that learning his colors is going to take a while, especially as it is all confounded by hallucinogenic board books.
So, I am loosely planning for the writers month. On the site, they qualify that outlines are allowed:
Outlines and plot notes are very much encouraged, and can be started months ahead of the actual novel-writing adventure. Previously written prose, though, is punishable by death.
Maybe I will do that... But I have a math class that I will go and sample this afternoon, Introduction to Probability, at Rhode Island College, so we will see how much time I actually have.