This week was the first ever Kids With Pens graphic novel camp, and we had a sensational time. The campers expressed emotions through color;

This group of goofballs was full of mischief and prodigious talent. When confronted with a writing prompt, they bounced with energy and enthusiasm. They never wanted to put down their pens. We heard about a colony of fried chicken sloths, a mariachi band of frogs and an owl, and a lonely toaster named Fred. I hope you enjoy their delightful work below. The Blue Stone By Evan Allbritton Soon, morning came. Timothy awoke and got out his beautiful stone. He still couldn’t compre

The girls in our spring “Girls With Pens” workshops had been told they’d be writing, but they squealed with delight when I told them we’d be making up stories. Each week, they waited with bated breath until I gave them the next assignment and then they would scribble furiously until time was up. The only thing better than creating the work was sharing it. The girls constantly campaigned to be first. During our six weeks together, we learned about the fundamentals of fiction,