
One tidbit that stuck with Cronin was the series of sounds “click clack moo.” She didn’t know what to do with it and let it simmer for a while waiting for another stimulus to give it life. Unfortunately for Cronin, that stimulus was the death of her father. “My father was a police officer and he was very, very funny. He always had a hilarious story to tell.” When he died, she was devastated and frequently had trouble sleeping. One morning she woke in the middle of the night and started writing, simultaneously crying and laughing as she crafted a story she knew her father would love. “I believed he helped me write it,” she says. In that state of mind Click Clack Moo, Cows That Type (a Caldecott Honor book illustrated by Betsy Lewin) found its stream. [Read the rest of my profile with Doreen Cronin.]
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