In honour of World Book Day, here are the books I have read to my children today! I love all of them but if I had to pick, “Aliens Love Underpants” wins every time. It’s inspired me to write my 3rd project, believe it or not.
Bright Stanley by Matt Buckingham
The Jungle Run by Tony Mitton and Guy Parker-Rees
The Tickle Book by Ian Whybrow and Axel Scheffler
Colour Me Happy by Shen Roddie and Ben Cort
Room On The Broom by Julia Donaldson and Axel Scheffler
I Wish I Were A Pirate by Smriti Prasadam-Halls And Sarah Ward
Aliens Love Underpants by Claire Freedman and Ben Cort
I am taking all these reading opportunities to do my research on what works in children’s books, looking for specific themes and length etc. Unfortunately there are some books that I don’t approve of and I’m amazed they even got published, see my Naming & Shaming part of my blog for further info.
I love reading books to my children, hence the major desire to write my own books for them!
I’ve been busy writing my 3rd small project tonight and have decided to turn the story into a rhyming story for children. I haven’t done any rhyming in a while and I have so many ideas of how I want the story to go I’m stopping for the night while I plot it all out.
The story is about a dragon who has hayfever!
I’ve read a lot of books to my children today, usually we do read quite a bit but with it being world book day I wanted to get moving with this project a bit more. I think, because there are so many options when it comes to rhyming, this story may take a bit longer than expected to finish but I still hope for a finish at the very latest by next week.
I’m really enjoying it though to the point where it feels a bit overwhelming, hence the break for tonight but will easily have it done for next week.
When trees send smoke signals
There’s no need to fret
For all it means
Is that the sun is soon to set.
On it brings the darkness
And out we see the light
A cold winters evening
The signals reappear tomorrow, with all their might.
The sun creates magical images in the sky.
I call this pattern ‘leaves’.
The contrails create the spine of a leaf and it looks almost like a protecting hand over the winter sky.
Plane – ‘If I can fly with you, we will be together forever, right?’
Moon – ‘Though we are both drawn to the stars and beyond I’m afraid we will always continue to travel in different directions. But to the eyes beneath us we will always fly high’