Yesterday was very exciting.
I started on a new book, actually one that I've been working on for years but now it's time to start on it properly. I went to see the art director and we spread all my notebooks and sketchbooks over the desk to look through them, and we made a plan of the plot, or rather extracted it from my notes. I realised I'd been heavily leaning on "The Hero with a Thousand Faces" to try and structure it, which is a good thing, because otherwise it would just be a big load of very odd things. It's nice, making a book out of a load of odd things. Mini Grey said recently that a book is like a box, a container for many things, and this one certainly is.
Then I went back home to record readings of the next two picture books that'll be coming out, the sequel to "There are Cats in this Book" and "A Place to call Home". Alexis read the second one, being the author. They are very different sessions - mine was a mater of sitting on the sofa emoting and purring a lot, his involved sticking a range of objects to his face (a shoe, a cardboard tube, a watering can, a plastic soldier's helmet and a metal cup) to alter his voice, which meant that he had to do some of it from memory, because he couldn't see anything.
It'll be rather awesome.