Grow by Matt Zurbo For my wife and child xo If I could, I’d give you the moon. I’d tuck it in your pocket, for when you need it most. So that if you hear an owl hooting, you’ll know why. If I could I’d give you the sky, its freedom, its moods, imagination, every … Continue reading Day 365: Grow

Cogs and Lace by Matt Zurbo   Chapter 1 The nursing home smelt like floor polish and window cleaner. There were no budgies, no cats. “Old people need cats,” Cielo thought. It didn’t feel right, visiting Nan here.     “Child…!” Nan beamed in her wonky voice. She was old and bedridden, and couldn’t greet anyone … Continue reading Day 364: Cogs and Lace

Sorry to those who read the stories to their kids. This one has no dialogue at all. It's still fun to read, I hope (based on the 362 tales that preceded it). Perfect for budding artists! A Dream Cast by Matt Zurbo Dedicated to Guy and Garrett  Young boy, about 5, sleeping in bed. Boy’s … Continue reading Day 363: A Dream Cast

The Pit by Matt Zurbo   (Opening image of Sandy, sitting on a bench, alone, looking at a group of schoolkids to the left, clustered, talking, laughing.) No-one knew where the Pit came from. It just appeared one day, in Sandy’s backyard. (Girl looking down into ten foot wide hole.) The Pit had the best … Continue reading Day 362: The Pit