A new kind of literary pulse

“Baa, baa, baaaaa” bleated Sally. “Life on the Renaud farm is blah, blah, blaaaah,” she complained. “Nothing ever changes. Same sheep. Same hill. Same rocks… WHOOPS!”
The stone... [+]

Wendell the dog awoke to the wonderful smell of summer.
Samantha the cat stretched and yawned. She could smell it too. “This is a perfect day for...”
“...going to the beach... [+]

Billie scuffed her flip flops through the dry needles scattered over the Christmas tree lot. Pine scent filled the air. But it felt too hot for Christmas.
“How about this one?” Her mom... [+]

Lydia hugged her new purple sketchbook, pens, pencils, watercolors, and paintbrushes. 
She jumped and twirled at the thought of making her very own ART. 
But when she opened the... [+]

“Maddy, we’ve got some very exciting news to tell you,” said Mom and Dad.
And I was very excited. I was sure it was a dog! They’d promised.
“You’re going to have a little brother o... [+]

Bashir looked at the sunlight coming in through the window. The weather was magnificent, but he was forced to wait here, in the shade of the big boarders’ dining hall at Mimosa School.
It was... [+]

Paul is one of the kids in my class.
Paul always sits by himself at the back of the class. He has big green glasses, looks shy and has such a trembling voice that he sounds as if he’s... [+]

Justine and Margie had decided to take the lead in the revolt. They were discussing in muttered tones in their little brother Charlie’s room. As he was only two years old, he would not be capable... [+]

Pauline was finishing the washing-up after breakfast while watching with amusement the bullfinches and blue birds quarreling in the garden over the crumbs of bread she had just thrown out of the... [+]

My name is Noucha, I’m eleven years old and my favorite superhero is me!
Everything in my life is magical, epic and fantastic. I live in the most beautiful house in my neighborhood even though... [+]

Thomas had put on his best new school shoes, since it was the first day of the new year.
This morning, when the alarm had gone off, Thomas had woken with a jump.
But now that was already an... [+]

I will dog sled. There’s no better way to the North Pole. I will be muffled up in thirty-six layers of fur and I will drive my pack with great wild cries: Mush! Let’s go! Line out! My huskies... [+]