"Wisdom begins in wonder." -Socrates
The Squirrelly Nut Gig
Can a mistake be a success? Can a squirrel be the bee’s knees? Can an unlikely appearance at a madcap jazz joint become the cat’s meow?
Show business isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. When Davey Pinetail makes an embarrassing mistake at the school concert, and in front of the squirrel of his dreams, he wants nothing more to do with music or...
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J. M. Kessler
J. M. Kessler is the author of the children’s ebook, The Squirrelly Nut Gig. Her short fiction has appeared in Macramé Literary Journal and Lively Arts online magazine, and her short plays have been produced in Los Angeles. She has a BA in Theatre Arts, and currently lives in northern New Jersey with her partner, producer John Lant. Member SCBWI.
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I remember learning to spell a particular word in kindergarten. We were waiting for our teacher to begin class, and I heard the girl behind me say that she had learned how to spell this word. Kids gathered around her desk like scientists around a Petri dish. This was vital information. I listened, and as she spelled out the word I wrote down each lowercase letter; a line and a curve, a line and a curve, a line and a curve: red. And I remember the wonder I felt that such a small word could such a big color.
I wrote my first story in first grade, and my first book in third grade. I love words. I love the creative process. I love how a thought can turn into something you can hold in your hands.
Best wishes,
Joan
J. M. Kessler is the author of the children’s ebook, The Squirrelly Nut Gig. Her short fiction has appeared in Macramé Literary Journal and Lively Arts online magazine, and her short plays have been produced in Los Angeles. She has a BA in Theatre Arts, and currently lives in northern New Jersey with her partner, producer John Lant. Member SCBWI.
More About Me
I remember learning to spell a particular word in kindergarten. We were waiting for our teacher to begin class, and I heard the girl behind me say that she had learned how to spell this word. Kids gathered around her desk like scientists around a Petri dish. This was vital information. I listened, and as she spelled out the word I wrote down each lowercase letter; a line and a curve, a line and a curve, a line and a curve: red. And I remember the wonder I felt that such a small word could such a big color.
I wrote my first story in first grade, and my first book in third grade. I love words. I love the creative process. I love how a thought can turn into something you can hold in your hands.
Best wishes,
Joan
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