Big Help

(at tuck-ins)

Me: “Hey, I’m thinking about writing a book that centers around a giant Viking Dad and all the crazy things his kids do.”

Danger Monkey, age 10: “Cool. Will I be in it?”

Me: “Well, I’m thinking of making the family in the book kind of like our family but not exactly like our family, so that people can tell the difference between the book and real life.”

DM: “Like how?”

Me: “Actually, I’m thinking in the book the Viking Dad will have an older daughter and a younger daughter, but instead of one son, he’ll have two twin sons, both 10 years old.”

DM: “Hmm… Will they look like me and talk like me?”

Me: “A little, but not really. They’ll be fictional. I’m thinking one will love to be out in the woods and make forts, but the other one will just stay inside and read and play video games.”

DM: “That’s perfect! That’s like my two sides because I like both those things!”

Me: “Yeah, exactly. I thought you’d like that.”

DM: “Can the woods boy live in a tree house he built himself?”

Me: “That’s an option, I suppose. Really for now I’m wondering if you can help me come up with names for those two boys.”

DM: “Yes! Name them Shade and Shadow!”

Me: “Uh…”

DM: “No… even better – Blaze and Knight!”

Me: “I was thinking more like, uh, Roger, and maybe, you know, Timothy, or something.”

DM: (long pause)

DM: “l think you’re going to need a lot of my help, Dad.”

I’d Read That

Last night I dreamed I was writing a book about myself writing a book about a transgender alien named Zaah who was a sheriff in a small Midwestern town who fought her own body image issues plus the townspeople’s sexism and transgender prejudices all while solving mysteries by using her alien powers to turn people into what they feared so they could see things from the other perspective.

In related news, that’s the last time I’ll eat really spicy food right before bed.

A Few Too Many

Today I read the family my 1981 holiday classic, “The Year Santa Had A Little Too Many.” In one short page, the story includes not just the titular inebriation, but also five international flights, a divorce, two wizards, time travel, and the President of the United States. I really showed my writing talent early. I just wish my sixth grade teacher would have laughed half as much as my kids just did.