If only children and parents could get along.
In this article we want to:
- give you an update on book 4 in the Growing Up Aimi Series.
- give you links to discover a bundle of new authors
- share an exclusive first look at part 4 of a story we are writing …
- Final thoughts.
We are writing away on book 4 in the Growing Up Aimi Series
The Floating City
Aimi and her team have left Bangkok and are in the Indian Ocean. They just finished searching for relics from beneath the surface of the ocean.
Word count on book 4 is at 58,108 words, an increase of 14,993 since our last newsletter.
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Our Newsletter Readers Get 1st Look
This is a story that will go into our prequel series to Growing Up Aimi.
The story, Gimmy Wolf is written by Wilby.
It’s the back story of the wolf in The 3 Little Pigs and his brother.
It has NOT been published anywhere else. This newsletter includes part 4 of the story.
For the new members to this Master Newsletter:
Read Part 1 of Gimmy Wolf – Your favorite fairy take
Read Part 2 of Gimmy Wolf – Get out of the house
Read Part 3 of Gimmy Wolf – Don’t let strangers in
Gimmy Wolf ( part 4)
It was the most peaceful time that Mama and Papa had had since Gimmy’s teeth came in three days after he was born. Mama said Gimmy was born mouth first – to eat. Suddenly there was a loud GRROOWWLLLINNGG!!
The sound shook the walls and Papa dropped his coffee mug. It was so loud it woke Gimmy up. It was his stomach. Hunger pangs woke Gimmy up.
“Mama, I’m hungry.”
“I’ll get you something. Hang on!
“Wait. Mama. Wasn’t there three pigs that moved in to the neighborhood?”
“Mama. That first pig tasted real good. Mama, I hear that second little pig is a real homebody. Never leaves the house, stays home all the time. I think I’m gonna go get acquainted with that second pig. I think I want…”
Mama interrupted him, “You’d better watch out, Gimmy. You can’t just have whatever you want any time you want. You just gotta learn to think of others.” Mamas don’t give up easily, either, you know.
“Mama, I want what I ….well, never mind. You know.”
Gimmy strutted his stuff towards the forest. He was feeling lean and mean. And, his belly let everyone know he was on the prowl. Squirrels scampered up trees and rabbits went down holes. But, Gimmy wasn’t interested in fast food. He had his heart and belly set on that little pig.
Before long he came upon a house made of twigs and branches and logs strategically placed here and there. The front yard needed mowing and the hedges were unkempt. Gimmy thought to himself, this little pig really doesn’t get out very often. He must be either thin and sickly or nice and plump from lack of activity.
It was the latter.
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