Millie waited for her father at the back of the class.
‘That’s all. 500 words by Tuesday, okay?’
Millie wondered why they all groaned. Were they hungry like her?
As the class filed out, she eased forward to her father’s desk. He looked up. ‘Hi, kiddo. I just need my bag. You okay to do a drawing?’
Millie nodded. This was the best bit. Her stomach rumbled.
‘Hungry? Won’t be long. Here,’ he pressed a stick of chalk in her hand as he hurried out.
She’d done this before, drawn pictures on his special wall. Last time it was Mr Dandy, the stick man. He was nice. She scratched him and his hat and then a cow and a glass. Finally she drew the door and waited.
When her father reappeared, he smiled. That man again. Distracted, he wondered why she only drew him on this blackboard, and didn’t see Millie as she wiped away the little milk moustache.
I can’t help but wonder why the dad doesn’t feed her, though…
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does it read that way? Aghh, I’m yet to nail this children’s fiction…
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I could be spending too much time amongst writers who will cover topics like abuse.
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He’s a good parent, just unaware of those who live in his blackborard
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I figured as much after a few times through.
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After reading, I had a feeling the stickman and anything she drew on that blackboard came to life. That gave me the jitters, Geoff.
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It is creepy…
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An intriguing beginning to a magical book.
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I rather think it could go one of two ways – super cute as Mr Dandy acts as a sort of klutzy superhero or a horror story…
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I’d rather super cute for children. Perhaps you could do a few versions that grow with the children.
Super cute picture book.
Klutzy superhero junior fiction/middle grade.
Horror YA.
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No pressure then!!
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None whatsoever!
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