These Are the Things by Matt Zurbo (This is a simple book. Art direction up to artist.) These are the things I like to hear: The hum of a bee box. The sound of waves from my bed. Trees in hard wind. An owl. Mum's laugh. Three types of music at once. A busy … Continue reading Day 78: These Are the Things
Day 77: A Dreamer of Beautiful Things
A Dreamer of Beautiful Things by Matt Zurbo Warning. This is not a loud story. This is not a story about a big adventure. It’s a story. About Miette. Miette was a dreamer. (Miette, long fringe, dress a bit Gothish, holding a scruffy English teddy bear.) A dreamer of beautiful things. (Miette floating in … Continue reading Day 77: A Dreamer of Beautiful Things
Day 76: Why Ninjas Wear Black
Why Ninjas Wear Black by Matt Zurbo (Two kids dressed as ninjas, battling each other. Empty ninja kit boxes on floor.) Hey, let me tell you the story of why ninjas wear black. (Two kids, dressed as ninjas, prowling. Both turning to face the reader, one taking mask off.) Ninjas existed in feudal Japan. … Continue reading Day 76: Why Ninjas Wear Black
Day 75: SHUT UP!
SHUT UP! by Matt Zurbo Bipperty, bopperty, Bobby was a kid who liked his noise. (Bobby happy, smashing drums. Others recoiling.) Zoink, doink, and then boink, he grew tired of quiet boys. (Bobby with huge bagpipes on, holding, arguing with two boys who have fingers in their ears.) Fart, putter, sputter, plonk, Bobby snuck out … Continue reading Day 75: SHUT UP!
