When I sit down to write, I almost always begin with an idea.
But a lot can happen along the way.
And where I begin – even if the idea is good – isn’t always where I end up.
Which is exactly what happened in the case of THE QUICKEST KID IN CLARKSVILLE, my new picture book from Chronicle.
When I started, I had a simple idea. Two girls, competing to see who was more athletic. There was running. And jumping. And rope-skipping. An initial I’m-not-sure-I-like-you reaction, followed by shared interests and friendship.
It seemed zippy. Generally, I was pleased.
But, I wasn’t sure the story was strong enough to stand out on bookshelves full of other titles. The story was fine. Maybe even good. But I couldn’t shake the feeling it wasn’t good enough.
It needed something to make people want to choose it over other options. But…
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