Lottie Weeds Words

A story I had worked on and posted, then simply forgot about it.

Mudpile Wood

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Lovisma Tabitha Toothwich (or Lottie for short) was asked to mind her friend Molly’s house. Molly was going on holiday.

Lottie said, “Yes, please.”

Lottie was bringing Bob, her furry friend and dog, with her.  This meant there was a lot of extra’s: jelly babies, bones, and his favourite pink sunglasses.

When they arrived at the address they were so surprised that Lottie danced and cartwheeled to the front door. She turned to wait for Bob who, wearing his pink sunglasses, plodded after her.

“Isn’t it perfect Bob? I didn’t know Molly’s new house is a lighthouse.  I love circles and look the garden is one giant circle.”

Bob said, “Woof.” They did a lap of the garden to celebrate.

On the first morning, Lottie raced to the top of the lighthouse and ran around shouting hello to the birds and animals far below. They spent the day exploring the…

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Pancake Day in the Wood.

Breeze, the snooziest ogre in the whole universe, woke to the sound of slip-slap, slip-slap. His nose twitched because the air was full of the scent of lemon. This was unusual because the wood always smelt of trees, leaves, flowers and those that lived in it but this afternoon the only thing he could smell was lemon.

…lemon …. and blueberries.

He slid down the tree trunk, raced across the wood and stopped in the clearing. It was dreadful,  instead of seeing neat plates piled with pancakes

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All he could see was bits of pancakes flying from pans to the floor, or getting stuck on trees, leaves, grass,  even the pancake flippers had bits stuck to them.

This won’t do at all, he muttered and began to race around the clearing. Ten minutes later he had to stop, he was stuffed, he couldn’t eat another pancake and worse his feet were sore from running.

Lilbeth came over to sit beside him. “That was a very nice thing you did Mr. Breeze.”

He opened one eye and looked at her. She nodded.

“Why do you say that Lilbeth?”

“Because now we don’t have to tidy up. And maybe we will get better at flipping pancakes for tomorrow.”

She left him sitting there with his mouth wide open. He didn’t know if he should cry or laugh. He would have to do it all again tomorrow!

 

 

Princess Cora and the Crocodile

Reblogged this on Mudpilewood, where some visitors have children and grandchildren

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Princess Cora and the Crocodile

By Laura Amy Schlitz, Illustrated by Brian Floca

 

Published by: Candlewick (March 28, 2017)

Available in: hardcover, audible

At the time of this review this was a standalone book.

 

Disguised.

Princess Cora and the Crocodile is a lovely chapter book that masquerades as an elegant, long picture book. Truly, it could work as either, with the end result being children who are utterly delighted.

Newberry Medal winner Laura Amy Schlitz writes a contemporary tale based on historical fantasy and fairy tales. The text is deft, spare, hilarious, and told with a firmly modern sensibility that keeps it from feeling like a tired old story. To wit: “The crocodile peered out from behind his claws. ‘This is what I’m telling you,’ he said.”

Like fairy tales of old, the story powers through actions and words that are usually considered too violent or inappropriate. Which…

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Free Kid lit Chapter book on Amazon

runaway_schoolhouse_cover_Latest_151031I re blogged this on Mudpilewood for children and their parents to read and review.

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I am searching for reviews and have in the past given away 25 copies of my first book in the hope that reviews, good or bad would be given on Goodreads or Amazon or even here. I have received 10 from UK readers, thank you all very much and 9 from those in the USA, again thank you.

So I have put the book on Kindle for free for the next few days in the hope that more people will read and review.

The links are for Uk:

and for USA 

And here is a recent review from an Amazon customer

on June 29, 2017
Format: Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
What a terrific children’s chapter book! A fun and unique storyline, accompanied by interesting, funny, endearing characters. I loved the tale of Clearie, the sweet schoolhouse yearning to venture to France. I also loved the characters…

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Too hot.

It was the hottest summer, ever. The broad river was no longer rushing and gushing. The water trickled along, stopping here and there to form small puddles.

Breeze was hot, much to hot to sleep. He walked to the river and sat down but it was so low he hardly got wet.

‘Enough of this, ‘ he muttered and walked to Elegant witches house.

‘We need water.’  He told her.

Elegant agreed but added, ‘I can’t help. Mother nature forbade me from doing anything. She says this is the way it is to be.’

‘Rubbish, ‘ Breeze said and spent the next ten minutes trying to change her mind. He left feeling hotter than ever. “I have to do something or I will simply vanish from lack of water.’

He went home to the darkest corner of the cave. It was a little cooler. Breeze sat on the floor. It felt cool and wet. He discovered there was a leak in the cave and he had sat on a muddy puddle.

‘Feels very cool.’ He said and stopped. Then turned and raced to the river.  It didn’t take long for him to get the work done.

When he was finished he called everyone to the side of the river and showed them his creation.

‘It looks very dirty.’ Hamish said, and everyone passing by agreed with him

Breeze said, “try this, he stepped into the pond that sat to one side of the river bed and sploshed around.His very red face began to turn to its normal shade of yucky green. Hamish still stood and watched.

‘Breeze said, ‘here mind my snack’ he held out a large cupcake to Hamish who didn’t think just acted. and found himself tugged into the pond by Breeze’s large hand. He tumbled in and sat scowliing for about twenty seconds than he smiled. ‘Breeze you are a genius.’ He said and lay back to have a peaceful snooze.

Breeze watched him and wondered if he should warn Hamish that there was a large group of elves, hoblins and ogres heading his way. ‘Best not say anything, he will find out in a minute.’