Hi, 
    Every month I give a progress report on my latest children's picture book. I 
create one book a year.   I am so anticipating the future book that I forget to 
count the books I have created in the past.  I think there are just shy of 40 
books that I have written and illustrated. When I first started on my career, 
just out of the Boston Museum School, I only wanted to illustrate children's 
picture books. When I made the rounds to publishers with my portfolio I was 
given encouraging interviews, but advice that I would have to wait until the 
right manuscript came along. The editors have a special talent for the correct 
mix of writing and art. Once a duo makes a successful book together, they will 
often continue to work together. One of the common misconceptions of children 
book writers is that they need to provide illustrations for their submitted 
manuscript. The editor is very good at pairing the two talents and generally 
like to do that themselves. When I showed my work to the editor Walter Lorraine 
at Houghton Mifflin he suggested I try and write a story myself. I had never 
thought I was a talented writer, but I would admit I did like to tell stories. 
With his encouragement, in 1979, I wrote FRITZ AND THE BEAUTIFUL HORSES. When I 
submitted the idea in the form of a book dummy ( a smaller, cartoonist version 
of the future book) it had borders. I had just seen an inspiring exhibit at The 
Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City featuring the Hapsburgs and the 
Austro-Hungarian Empire. I loved the manner of dress and the livery of the 
horses. I decided to set FRITZ there, and I could intensify the atmosphere with 
borders depicting the period. Walter Lorraine liked the dummy and decided to 
publish it. He thought the story would work better without borders, saying the 
world didn't need PRB'S (pretty little books) that instead, children deserved a 
high standard of literature with a full range of emotion and subtlety   and not 
an extended greeting card. I agreed with him and went ahead, especially since I 
was just grateful to have a book published. I loved borders though, they 
reflected my storytelling by showing how different threads of the narrative 
could be woven together to meet at the end, giving a little surprise. The reader 
could follow along, getting foreshadowing along the way. When I submitted my new 
manuscript the following year ANNIE AND THE WILD ANIMALS I included borders, but 
they were not just decorative, they told part of the story. Walter thought they 
added to the book.
      Even though I did not know it then, I was establishing a style that I 
would use in all the books that I wrote myself from then on. That was probably 
the best piece of advice I ever received. I had to push myself to receive a good 
result, but I think many artists realize that raising the bar for themselves is 
part of the creative process. 
       In the beginning of this month I am visiting the two schools that won the 
school visit contest. After I speak to the two assemblies, I have question and 
answer sessions with smaller groups of children at their libraries. The children 
often ask me about how I get ideas for my books and are curious about the 
borders. They are writing stories and illustrating themselves. It is also in my 
mind because I have turned in the endpapers for THE SNOWY NAP.      It was the 
last piece of artwork. There was a little discussion about skipping the 
illustrated endpapers, the glued paper that attaches the cover of the main book 
body and using a sparkle blue manufactured paper. I had done a birch bark 
design, but was late on my deadline.  Much of the images we see in 2018 are 
dominated by computer generated ones, I like to have a crafted feel to my 
books.  I think it is more personal and warm. I am pretty sure they will work 
hard to accommodate and I will get to have my hand painted birch bark endpapers.
      I am now free to start my Tiger book, set in western Asia and influenced 
by a trip we took to India when we saw a tiger in the wild, an extraordinary 
experience. I had this book idea in mind when we went and several unexpected 
experiences will be included in the book. We did a lot of birding in one of 
central India's vast game reserves. I was on the lookout for the Red Jungle 
Fowl, the ancestor of the domesticated chicken. I breed fancy chickens and 
wanted to see the jungle fowl, and we did. We also saw many, many wild peacocks, 
marching in bands through fields, in pairs in the underbrush, and roosting high 
in the trees at night, probably staying safe from tigers! We were able to film 
our tiger sighting, a very large male which put up on our website. I hope to 
create an exotic garden for my story and I will put peafowl in it. When we were 
in India we were captivated by the decorated commercial trucks. They were 
everyday commercial trucks, but the grills in front were festooned with garlands 
and tinsel swags, even handprinted flora and fauna. The best part though, were 
the female eyes with long eyelashes, mascara and eyeshadow. The main character 
in my story wears a pair of handmade slippers that have an eye embroidered on 
each side. My friend Beckie Lim ( one of the three   teacher friends who gave me 
the idea for THE MITTEN sent me a child's hat and slippers that also had guiding 
eyes sewed into the design. I have always loved the idea of eyes on inanimate 
objects since my childhood when my mother read us THE STORY OF PING that 
featured a fishing boat in the Yanzye River with "wise eyes" painted on its 
prow. It is amazing how much the mix of childhood memories and travel to far 
away places enrich the stories I would like to tell.
       During the month of March my goal is to create the book dummy for my 
tiger story, starting with a basic manuscript and revising from there with my 
help of editor and art director. A children's picture book is equal parts 
writing and illustrating but the more intertwined they are, the more genuine the 
book seems to be for me.
      Good luck with you creative projects, and happy reading, 
                         Your friend, Jan Brett