I'm participating in PiBoIdMo this month. (I bow to all who are doing NaNo, and especially--those who actually succeed!) I love picture books. I've written a few books and queried a couple and read a million. I find that my main source of inspiration for picture books comes from my children. They are my muses in so many ways.
Back at the beginning of my son's first grade year, he was dreading going to school each day. I'd drop him off in the morning and promise him a poem in the afternoon. During the day I'd write some quirky, nonsensical thing to read to him after the school day. I know he appreciated it, but I think I got more out of that experience than he did! To this day, I sometimes run across a random piece of ledger paper with a end-of-school-day poem scribbled on it.
Just listening to and watching my children gives me too many ideas to keep up with. My little girl twirling around inspires thoughts of a girl who dances everywhere she goes. My messy house strewn with toys gives me ideas of trees sprouting from the toys of messy children, turning their rooms into jungles. My daughter talking to her toys...what if the toys talked back? (I admit, that last idea could either be cute or creepy.)
Today there was a post over at Tara Lazar's blog which reminded me that I may be behind, and NOW is the time to panic (in a good way). So off to be inspired by my naughty children...and to eat turkey, of course. Happy Thanksgiving!