I am sure I received many quaint stuffed animals as a child, bears, bunnies and cats, but there was one in particular who became my childhood friend and partner in crime. He was a stuffed raccoon and I named him “Datu”.
Like Christopher Robin, I had many adventures with this raccoon. And I have thought every now and again that I would like to write a children’s series about a girl and a raccoon. I even at one point bought a copy of The Children’s Writer’s and Illustrator’s Market, to look into what it would take to publish such a book. I quickly became bogged down the the Writer’s world, and gave up.
But I have returned, realizing that there is no need to write a children’s book in the Traditional Way, i.e. for a market. Rather, I am just going to tell the story, and not worry the Right Way to publish or write. There is something freeing about writing without worrying about the market.
I began last night. Here is the first little chapter. As always, a work in progress.