Sunday, May 8, 2022

Picture Book Author Q & A (short story) by Leanne Dyck

 Dreams about having a newly published picture book inspired this short story. 



photo by ldyck


Picture Book Author Q & A


I read my newly published picture book to my audience of children and parents. Then I begin the Q and A.

Some of the questions are about the book, but others... others...

"How many children do you have?" asks a little girl who sits on her mother's lap.

"None. I'm not a mom," I tell her.

"Don't you like kids? Mom says that people that don't like kids don't have—."

Mom says, "Mia, I never said that." To me, she says, "I don't know where she comes up with this stuff."

"Yes, you did." Mia hooks her hand around Mom's neck and brings her head down to face her. "Remember?"

Sensing that Mom feels trapped, I jump in with, "It's okay. I imagine that could be true for some women, but it's never been true for me. I like children, and for many years I wanted to be a mom. In fact, I remember telling my parents I wanted to have eight children."

"Eight?" someone says.

"Yes, that's what my dad said. Eight? just like that, and then he suggested names for the last two—Ben-jam-in and Phil-up."

Someone laughs, and then others do too. 

It puts me at ease, and so I continue, "Instead of having my own children, I worked in daycare centres for fourteen years, helping to care for other people's children. I also adopted cats and dogs and, in a different way, mothered them. And I mother the books I write. And through the stories I share, I like to think that I'm mothering my readers."

Mia gives me a funny look, and I know she's having trouble understanding some of what I'm saying. I hope that maybe she'll talk about what I've said with her mother, and together they'll understand.

I lift my gaze and speak to the entire audience, "I never thought I could be happy without being a mom, but I was wrong. There are many ways to mother, and there are many ways to be happy. And I am very happy." I look at Mia sitting so comfortably on her mother's lap, and for a split second I feel Mia's weight on my lap, and I think, what if? So I add, "Mostly I'm happy." But then I smile, for Mia is where she is meant to be, and so am I.


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May on this Blog...



Sunday, May 15
Book Review
The Running Trees by Amber McMillan (short story collection)
Published by Goose Lane Editions

In celebration of short story month



Sunday, May 22
Book Review
The Spoon Stealer by Lesley Crewe
published by Vagrant Press
(an imprint of Nimbus Publishing)

Sunday, May 29
Short Story
My Song by Leanne Dyck

They say that you shouldn't meet your heroes. This story offers an explanation of why you shouldn't.

This weekend on Mayne Island


Yesterday, Saturday, I attended Pam Wither's book launch at the Mayne Island Library

Sunday, May 1, 2022

Finding Su-Le (short story) by Leanne Dyck

I grew up on the outskirts of a small community, between two highways. Sometimes people would stop their cars, open the door and toss out...things...like...



Illustration by Debbie Ridpath Ohi
Debbie Ridpath Ohi's YouTube channel


Finding Su-Le


Susan and I took turns. One day we played at her place. The next at my place. That day we were skipping rope with my skipping rope and swinging on my swing.

Crash.

"What was that?" Susan asked.

"A cougar," I guessed.

"A bear," Susan guessed.

"Maybe it's a mon—."

How-r-row.

"It's coming from in there." Susan headed for the old garage.

How-r-row.

"It could be trapped."

"It might be hurt."

The old garage was packed with stuff. So we had to squeeze in. There were old boards with big nails. There was stuff with sharp corners. So we had to be careful.

Meow-r-row.

"There's something over here," Susan said. "It's small, and I think it could be a—"

Meow.

We tried to go over. We tried to go under. We went around.

Meow.

The kitten licked and didn't bite or scratch.

"She's so cute," we agreed.

"I hope my mom lets me keep her," I said.

"I saw her first, Leanne."

"She's in my yard."

Meow.

"Maybe we can share her."

"That's a great idea, and we can call her—"

"Su-Le," we said together.

Meow.

"I think Su-Le is hungry."

"She needs some milk."

We carried Su-Le inside.

I found a bowl, and Susan found the milk.

Mom walked into the kitchen.

"Quick," I said, "We can't let her see—"

Meow.

Mom smiled and then she frowned. "Leanne, where did that cat come from?"

"I found her." I couldn't tell where. I wasn't supposed to go into the garage.

"We found her in the garage." Susan didn't know the rule.

"Please-e-e-e. Can I keep her?"

Mom patted the kitten. "We'll see."

Mom told everyone, "We found a kitten." She asked everyone, "Is it your kitten?" And no one said yes. And so... And so... That's how Su-Le came to live with me.

"But she's my cat too," Susan said.

May on this Blog...


Sunday, May 1 to Saturday, May 7


Sunday, May 8
Short Story
Mothering by Leanne Dyck
 Dreams about having a newly published book inspired this short story.

Sunday, May 15
Book Review
The Running Trees by Amber McMillan (short story collection)
Published by Goose Lane Editions

In celebration of short story month



Sunday, May 22
Book Review
The Spoon Stealer by Lesley Crewe
published by Vagrant Press
(an imprint of Nimbus Publishing)

Sunday, May 29
Short Story
My Song by Leanne Dyck

They say that you shouldn't meet your heroes. This story offers an explanation of why you shouldn't.

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