If you invite me to come read at your house, there’s a chance I’ll wash the dishes too.

This was a school in Salt Lake City. Second grade, I think? It was the last stop of our last tour and we had been driving pretty much straight for thirteen hours or so. When we came in the door one of the kids said “You don’t look like an author, you look like a skateboarder.”

The last book tour I went on I brought three people who had never actually met each other. It was such a great idea.

A Waldorf Charter school in Portland. If you are from another country and don’t know what any of those words mean essentially it’s the best combination of ingredients for raising super-intelligent highly artistic confident children in the United States. They have the same teacher for basically their whole elementary school experience. In this case she was a magical sprite who calmed them by speaking in some made up singing language. The ease with which she taught really blew me back. It was like watching Michael Jordan dunk. 

Cheers to having a job that lets you stand in the Mississippi River if you so choose. 

I’ve finally gotten around to revamping my little website. I started this whole thing a few years back as a way to share my small thoughts with people of the world. Since then my life has evolved into an entirely different animal so I thought it was time for my website to do the same.

Over the coming year this will be a place to find ideas in the form of poems, prose and illustrations posted by me on a daily basis. Some of these posts might be old to you, some might be brand new. Whatever the case I hope you enjoy them. If you do enjoy them feel free to share them. I love sharing. Also I’m going to try to be better about posting more photos and videos and glimpses from my life’s journeys. I hope you enjoy those too. 

Thanks for all of your support! 

Love, Dallas