What an honor it was to work on this project. I never would have thought I’d get a shot to do something like this when I first started writing or when I contacted the Tony Sly Music Foundation For Kids.
Writing and illustrating Tony’s Butterflies was incredible. Not only did I get to create a fun book, I got to do it for one of my idols. Tony Sly was one of my two idols, up there with Dr. Seuss. I listened to Tony’s acoustic songs and to No Use For A Name (the band that Tony was the frontman of) all throughout high school. It has a tough message that I believe is more obvious for adults than kids, but it’s what we wanted to bring to the book. After speaking with Jon and Brigitte about where to go with the story, it was a joint decision to let some of Tony’s songs do the talking. Jon mentioned centering the story around “Keira” since the song was created as a lullaby. After a joint decision to let any of Tony’s songs influence the book, I began writing it. The rest I think might be kind of boring, so I’ll just leave it out and you can read the book to check out what came of all of this.
Months later and this has been one fun project that I still feel extremely honored to be a part of. So be sure to purchase your copy and check out what came of this project, but remember that all of the profits for every book will go to the Tony Sly Music Foundation For Kids so they can keep helping kids make music.
“I don’t even think a book could say enough for you.” No Use For A Name – For Fiona
Tock the Rock, my first book ever. There are several copies floating around somewhere. Should I redo the book though?
I’ve been told by a few people that have read the book, that they liked it. I hated the illustrations because it was my first book, and I thought the story was meh. I made it no longer available because of this. More and more people are asking me to revise it and bring it back. What do you think? A story about a rock that doesn’t want to roll around like other rocks to get smooth and round. The other rocks are trying to get smooth and round so when they get thrown across the pond the skip instead of just sinking. At the end though, they all end up in the same place. Think it’s a good enough story to give another chance to? Care to see what happens to these zany rocks? Let me know!
THIS BLOG POST MAY NOT BE ACCEPTABLE FOR CHILDREN TO READ.
I’ve been diagnosed with severe depression by a doctor. I have told several people that I struggle with depression and I’ve gotten mixed responses. Some have told me they feel for me or have depression as well, while others have told me they don’t believe depression is a real issue and that I “just need to be happy.”
One thing I know that I, and other people with depression HATE is being told to just be happy. The same way some people can’t approach a person they think is attractive, the way some people aren’t good with money, or the way some people just seem to have tons of confidence it’s just the way they are. Depression is a legitimate condition that I suffer from.
I have nights where I feel extremely confident, like I can change the world. A few days later I’ll feel like I’m the worst person in the world, like nothing I do is good enough and I don’t even know why I’m here. I have suffered from the worst thoughts someone with depression can have. No it isn’t like a cold that you deal with for a day or two and it’s gone until next year. I have weeks where I don’t deal with it or, like the last two weeks, I deal with it every day or every other day. Sometimes I just feel defeated and sometimes I feel like my life is a joke and I shouldn’t be here.
I lost a friend who was seeking help from depression and it wasn’t enough, and I feel like sometimes it’s better to let someone know. I know it’s hard to do, but it’s helped me grow and deal with it. I am very quiet about my depression because I don’t want sympathy or people judging me based on it. I have good and bad days like anyone, it’s just that my bad days are extremely bad days.
So before you judge me just remember that I judge myself harder than you or anyone else ever could. This is where I find the strength to push myself to try and be a great children’s book author. Try to put my passion and pain from everything I’ve been through into my books to help children who may be going through tough situations themselves. Giving back, donating, helping children, it all helps me deal with my depression.
A couple weeks ago now, I found out I have gained an allergy to wasp stings. I’ve been stung six times total by wasps, bees, and hornets.
When I was stung, it hurt more than any other stings and lasted for four days. It did finally go away, but I was checked and told I now have a mild allergy. No fun!
So I’ve been told more and more that I’m a goofy, weird guy and it doesn’t come across when I’m talking about books and sometimes in my books. Not sure where that came from but I thought I’d blog goofy facts about myself here and there to try and let my goofy-ness show (yes I add “ness” to the end of any word I want).
Today’s Goofy Fact is that I talk to everything. I get that might not sound weird, but my co-worker at my day job makes fun of me everyday for it. I’ve talked to frogs, dogs, squirrels, dragonflies, dragonfly larvae, leeches (explicit material), worms, and waterstriders (little bugs that float on top of ponds). I have also gone out of my way to save dragonfly larvae and other things. I got told to stop when i put an injured dragonfly on a rock and poured water next to him in case he got thirsty.
I’ve been told by everyone that I am a 5-year-old stuck in a 30-year-old body. I mean I would drop thousands of dollars on Legos if I could. Who wouldn’t?
There you go, Goofy Fact #1! Thanks for reading all of you goofy people!