Love is Love by Matt Zurbo Maggie one day decided she was in love. (Small girl, happy, clasping own hands.) She just wasn’t sure with what? (Hands still clasped, but confused look, on busy street.) She loved birds. (Looking up at all sorts of birds.) She loved bird song. (Blue-breasted wren on her finger, … Continue reading Day 277: Love is Love
Author: Matt Zurbo
Day 276: Zombie Love Ghoul
Zombie Love Ghoul by Matt Zurbo Zoot be zombie, like eat head. You meet Zoot, you be dead. Zoot like munch, on kid brain. Zoot not care, if that pain. Zoot do care, how Zoot look. Zombie style, Zoot wear suit! Other zombies say Zoot no good. Dress real nice? No zombie should! Then … Continue reading Day 276: Zombie Love Ghoul
Day 275: Fob Counts to Ten
Fob Counts to Ten by Matt Zurbo (Fob is a monster, with lots of teeth. Beyond that, I think it is important for the artist to decide what Fob looks like.) This is Fob. (Monster.) Fob likes to eat. (Fob with apron, wide eyes, knife and fork.) Fob ate ONE chicken! (Fob, mouth stretched super … Continue reading Day 275: Fob Counts to Ten
Day 274: The Story by Dad
The Story By Dad by Matt Zurbo Dad wrote books. Lots of them! (Dad at desk, lamp on, writing. Small pile of manuscripts beside notepad. Baby sitting on desk.) “I’ll write a story a day, for you!” he bragged to his little girl. (Hands wide, smiling, paper going everywhere, surrounded by piles of manuscripts. Baby … Continue reading Day 274: The Story by Dad
