There is something truly transformative about making a hand bound book. There’s this moment where it goes from a bunch of paper and illustration board, to, *boom* a book. Just like that. After all these years, it still fills me with deep joy. And this joy was compounded when I made books with my Word-Play kids, and then if gorgeous hand-bound books wasn’t awesome enough, they they filled said books with extraordinary myths they had written over the last few months.
We had a final celebration and we shared our books and read our myths for a generous and packed house, and ate a lot of chips and it was a perfect end to a most wonderful year, my first as Word-Play’s Writing In The City program director. I can’t wait to start back up in the fall!
(This is what we were up to in the fall!)