Since I started my blog about 3 months ago, my greatest concern has been, “What will I write about?” Although I am always scribbling something or other, most of it is not something I would want the whole world to read (us creative ones are very sensitive about our writing). About 3 years ago I finished a children’s book I was writing. I was very impressed with myself, but I did not ever consider letting others read the 119 A5 paged book. In fact, the thought of anyone reading the book scared the wits out of me. I did not think it was any good enough, despite me feeling proud of my work. About a year ago I started considering publishing the book, so I sent a copy to a dear friend of mine. My instructions to her were very clear, “Tell me what you think, and hold nothing back”. Her comments blew me away. She loved the book, and thought the storyline was “brilliant” (her exact words). So I went on the net, looking for publishing house who I thought would be interested in publishing. A month after sending a draft to perspective houses, I got a reply from one in the UK who was ready to publish a portion of the book in their catalogues. I was over the moon, and thus began a more serious search for a publisher. The search is still on, but I have decided to post a small portion in my blog. s here goes everything.
“Seedy And Friends – Lessons From The Journey Called Life
Seedy was happy and content. He was together with all his friends and family in a nice spacious place away from overcrowded seedpod they use to live in. The seedpod was so claustrophobic. There was no privacy, and all they ever did was sleep, and the only company he had was his 5 brothers who worked on his last nerve. When they were small it was fine, but as his brothers grew bigger, space was limited and he hated being so close to everyone. At least now, he had enough space to wonder off on his own whenever he felt like it. And if he did not want to be around his embarrassing brothers, there were at least 20 other friends whose company kept him entertained. Life was great. There nothing else he wished for. Besides the comfort he enjoyed, he also looked forward every day to the shop owner cleaning their home and the shelf they lived. He seemed to be a really nice guy and took such pride in making all of them look their best for the customers who came to visit every day. Seedy loved the attention the customers gave them. There were even times when it felt like the customers looked directly at him and admired how small he was. The picture on their packet give customers an idea of the potential he had, and Seedy spent hours every day dreaming about what he would look like when he was big. Seedy imagined becoming a big white lilly that looked more beautiful that all his brothers, and he could not wait for the day when everyone would look up to him and wish to be just like him. He had big dreams of becoming everyone’s hero, just like his grandfather and great – grand father had been. He remembered how his father had told them stories about the competitions and prizes his family had won over the years. Still today, many of his friends speak highly of his family because of what his ancestors had achieved. His grandmother had won the best – dressed trophy for a full season. Grandfather stood tall right alongside her when he won best bloomer, just as his father had. So, he came from a good heritage. Many of their friends said it was in their genes to excel and bloom. And apparently it ran in both sides of the family. Mother was more modest about their achievements, and she very seldom spoke about her family’s achievements. Whenever her asked her why n=she never spoke about it, she would tell him that outward achievements are not always the most important thing. She would tell him to pay more attention to building good character, because achievements only lasted for a short while. She said you needed good character to be able to put your achievements into right perspective. He was not sure what that meant, but he knew she was right. Mother was always right, but he still dreamt his dreams. The way he saw it, he could have both the achievements and the character. And he knew just what to do. Mother always said that he had his father’s charm and that just like dad, he could achieve anything he set his heart on. Character, she said, was another story. Character had to be groomed and developed, by using what life throws at you. Whenever she said this, Seedy was left confused. He did not understand what she meant. She also said that good character was developed by allowing life to mould and bring out what was deep inside of you. Seedy had no idea how to allow life to do that to him, and as much as he wanted it, it frightened him to think about it. So he decided to not think about that too much. The only down – side to his family is the fact that no one ever talks about where his grandmother and grandfather were. It is as if everyone only remembers the day they won all those competitions. He imagined that she must be living in some classy house, and he hoped that they would one day go visit her. His mother had said that they would see her soon, but that was when he was little and he still had not seen nor met her. But he was hopeful, and excited about his life as he knew it now. As far as he was concerned he had everything he ever wanted and could not wait to grow up and win a few trophies of his own. He could hear the crowd calling his name, while admiring his pure white petals. “If only ….” he thought.”
I trust you will enjoy this little teaser.
Lots of love
Eloise
Up Through the stubborn sod 