One of the reasons I think I am so excited to host Heidi on her book tour is that she is living my dream of becoming a published author! It must be so exciting to actually hold your first book, fresh off the press, complete with that new-book smell.
Since I was a young child, I have always been a writer, at the encouragement of my late grandmother, my Nana Vi. Over the years, I wrote my own newsletter, for the high school newspaper, in college classes, and just for myself. Since I was 16, I have started, but never finished, many novels. The last one I started around 5 years ago actually has more of a movie script feel to it, so I haven't toyed with it much lately.
Here is one of my childhood stories from my scrapbook, written when I was 7.
Here is my current day version.
A one-way conversation of Edgar the goat, to My Boy, the horse:
Man, I tell ya. I'm really, really getting hungry for dinner.
Hey! Spotted Pill! Stop standing there looking so earnest and cute! Tell that little blonde girl to put me away and bring us some grub!
Ah, I get it now. You might have something here, Mr. Spots. Lookin' cute, lookin' cute......it is my goat mantra. Lookin' cute, lookin' cute.....darn, I'm hungry! This isn't working!
Yo! Little woman! Your Spotted Stinker is standing by his grain bucket! Major clue, blondo! Hey- where are you going with that black box? This is just NOT good at all! She's walking to the other side of the pasture! How's she gonna untie me from over there?
Now she's using that black box at the other horses and goats! They're like, half asleep. What's so exciting about that? They'd better not get their dinner before us!
That's it, I'm done. I give up. I'm not working for free anymore. Hasta la vista, Polka Dots! By the way, anyone seen my horn? I'm missin' a horn.
Ah, you again! You horn stealer! I thought we were a team? Like Chips! Shaggy and Scooby! Simon and Garfunkle!
I tell ya, it's a conspiracy around here at the Painted Creek Farm! Goat for sale! Goat for sale! I'm good at lookin' cute......
Yup, there is never a shortage of fun on the farm. Thanks to My Boy and Edgar for being such good sports for this post!
P.S. Yes, they did get their grub that night!
Miss Lucie Grace
1 year ago