Looking into magical Wells
I'm just back from two one-hour story-creation workshops at the wonderful Wells Cathedral School in Somerset, where I met 70 kids, all confident and well up for some What If battles. They were all big personalities, with ideas that seemed impossibly huge, considering the regular Homo Sapiens size of brain, inventing some absolute magical stunners - I'm keeping my eye on the Australian Desert Dragon (you know who you are....). There were also some frighteners, too (are you sitting comfortably - good, I'll tell you a torture story); and the characters that were created in minutes right in front of my very eyes, like Butcher Bob and Paul the Potter and badger-hater, were awesome and should be copyrighted immediately.
And to Abigail, who gave me a story to take away and read - I will write on this very page again with my thoughts in the next few days. Do check back. But I can already tell you, having read the first couple of paragraphs, that you are an absolute natural. Can't wait to read the rest.
I cannot wait to visit Wells again. Please invite me back!
Bye bye. All's Wells that ends well.