Springtime at Caterpickles

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

The Eight-Year-Old
, desperately, after piling into the car for yet another trip out into the world: “Mommyo, I forgot to bring a book! We have to go back home!”

Mommyo, cheerfully: “Just look out the window. Spring’s here so you’ll see lots of flowers.”

The Eight-Year-Old, plaintively: “But I’d rather read a book. Looking out the window is so boring.”

Mommyo, determinedly: “A little enforced boredom will be good for you.”

The Eight-Year-Old, suspiciously: “Why?” [pause] “Is that character building?”

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About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), my writerly self can be found blogging about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, or musing about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.wordpress.com.
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