No, really. How?
You guys remember that I co-wrote a story with my 5-year old son about two cats that go to the moon? Well, it was officially not accepted into an upcoming anthology about cats in space. It doesn’t fit their needs, and that is totally cool.
Rather than shop it around and try to get an agent, blah blah blah, I think I’m going to try to self publish a full color kids book. I say that knowing nothing about this process.
Hey! Now I know what my DarkCargo columns will be about for a while! I have to look up price and process and, uh, other stuff. I’ll take what I learn and report back here to you.
So help me out. What do you know about kids publishing? Should I not try to self publish this? Is their a small press that does scifi kids books?
In the meantime, here is the opening scene of the story.
Rimp and Lucile and The Moon
On a mountain in a monastery during a hurricane, the cats were born.
This was not just any mountain. This was the tallest mountain on the planet. So tall that many people thought it almost touched the moon. And this was not just any monastery. This monastery was run by the order of the Space Monks. And this was not a regular hurricane. This was a cosmic hurricane that came from space to the mountain on the occasion of Rimp and Lucile’s birth.
Two weeks after Rimp was born he opened his eyes for the first time, and the first thing he saw was the moon. He walked cautiously to the window sill and looked up into the sky. It was at just this moment that Lucile opened her eyes for the first time, and the first thing that she saw was a saucer of milk. She poked at it cautiously with her toe and stared at the ripples that spread across the surface.
At first Rimp and Lucile only said “Meep,” for they were just babies. But then they learned to speak.
Rimp said, “Mommy, I want to go to the moon.”
Mommy Kitty said, “Silly baby, kitties don’t go to the moon.
And Lucile said, “Mommy, I want more milk.”
Mommy Kitty said, “Silly baby, you can’t have all of the milk.” And she told them of all the things that kitties could not do because she loved them so.