I know, I know—things have been quiet here as of late. I didn’t write a November post and there are two big reasons for that.
I’m going to continue my listicle kick and use this post to celebrate my recent safari through the land of plucky princesses, green fairies, animatronic pirates, and excessively silly ears. Yes, I just spent ten days in the World of Diz, where my toddler shouted “Mick!” at every turn (no idea why she drops the E and Y—kids, man).
Though I’ve only made passing mentions of it up until now, like most writers I have a day job. A full-time day job that mostly involves sitting at a desk and not doing anything writer-ly. Some writers teach creative writing or freelance. This job is not that.
Back in September, NPR did a piece about the premiere of Nina’s World, the first original show for children’s TV network Sprout. Before we go too far, I need to say that I’ve never watched even a single episode of the show. All I know about it is what Mandalit Del Barco told me on the radio—it follows a six-year-old Latina girl named Nina as she hangs out with her hip grandmother and grows up in a multicultural neighborhood.