Hello. Welcome back. I’ve been busy lately working on some promotional stuff for the UK release of Agent 9: Flood-A-Geddon! (Which came out yesterday.) I was asked by the amazing UK publisher Picadilly Press to write a feature story for a blog called the Federation of Children’s Book Groups. The thought of doing this kind of thing always terrifies me because my first thought is always I’m not a writer. Even the sheer fact that I’m writing posts here where my words are center stage and not my art unnerves me. But I try not to let my fears stop me from pushing myself beyond my comfort zone and growing as a person and a creative. So when they asked me to write a blog post, I said, “Sure.” I’ll write something, and hopefully, it won’t be terrible.
Thank you for sharing! Loved this post. And your 3rd grader teacher sounds awesome.
I, too, grew up with an overbearing father. And I, too, spent a huge amount of time drawing Garfield. When I was a kid, "Garfield" didn't run in the newspaper we got at our house, but it did run in the paper the neighbors got. So once a week on trash day I'd go through the stack of old newspapers and pull out the comics page so I could cut out the "Garfield" strips and put them in the three-ring binder under my bed. In junior high I convinced the vice principal to let me and my friends put out a collection of comics using the school mimeograph machine, and of course we put in some ersatz Garfields we made. Ah, Garfield.