Friday, August 23, 2013
The students in my Grub Street Teen Intensive Workshop class are awesome. They got an assignment to use elements from my own personal history as story prompts, and this is what it has led to...
(The chinchilla's name is Hammy. He refused to stay in the family business by becoming a coat, and instead followed his dream of being a rapper. Cotton candy also has something to do with it. Things get weird here at Grub Street...)
Oh, and here is a photo of the actual chinchilla I owned in college (her name was Kenga):
Monday, July 29, 2013
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
This little guy showed up on our doorstep one night this weekend, like he was waiting to be let in. He peeps like a baby chick, eats crickets (live ONLY) and will stare raptly at Studio Ghibli movies but ignores all other television.