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

We had a small but talented group in Georgetown this June. These girls explored three act structure, metaphors, and how to create a dynamite opening. They wrote very serious and seriously funny pieces. I'm very proud of the work they produced in our five day workshop. My Name By Bridgette Barnard My name smells like the cool free air that rushes violently into the car when the windows are down. It smells like the cool rain in the fall, and the harsh heat in the summer. I inhe

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,

This spring was my first semester leading workshops at the Girls School of Austin. What a beautiful campus and what talented young writers! They wrote ghost stories, explored metaphors and created poems out of their own names. These are preternaturally gifted young women and I can't wait to see what they produce in the future. Dreams Are by Evan Allbritton Dreams are stringy like a little kid putting a puzzle together. Dreams are twisty like trying to figure out the plot to a