Amazing Bubbles

Here are some fanciful thoughts about bubbles that I wrote during the Picture Book Marathon month this past February. I hope it brings a smile to your face!

Bubbles are amazing!

          They come in every size. 

               Teeny bubbles in a jar,

                    Bubbles big as grapes swirl within the kitchen sink.

                         From giant wand, even bubble elephants take flight. 

Bubbles are like butterflies they come, but do not stay. 

            They float and drift upon the breeze, 

                        and then they disappear.

Bubbles are so friendly.

            They’re always up and never down.

                        They stay to work or play, alone or in a crowd.

Through my straw, 

            they scramble, 

                        climb, and burst within my glass of milk.

                                    I take a breath to laugh, then send them climbing up again.

I like bubbles and they like me. 

     They shake my hand and tickle my toes when I am in the tub. 

           They help me make a beard that grows and grows.

                        Complete with mustache under my nose.

Bubbles are amazing!

            All throughout the day,

                        They sparkle their wide smile at me,

                                    And chase the blues away.

Please Vote: Grandma’s Sock Drawer Nominated for the Author Elite Awards

I am excited to announce that Grandma’s Sock Drawer has been nominated for the 2021 Author Elite Awards and I would love for you to cast a vote for my book!

Please visit https://authoreliteawards.com and click on the red button that says “Vote Now” – it will take you to the voting page – once here, you will be on the 1st page for the Young Adult category (1/12), just scroll down, and click on my book cover to choose Grandma’s Sock Drawer.

You may vote daily. I greatly appreciate your support! The Author Elite Awards is sponsored by Igniting Souls in connection with the Author Elite Academy.

Sand or Snow? I Don’t Know

Here’s a picture book I worked on this past February during Picture Book Marathon Month. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Sand or Snow? I Don’t Know

     I hold my little pail and the shovel that goes with it. 

     I’m looking out the window, now, and watching all the rain come down.

     If I could, I wonder what I’d wish for.

     Sand or Snow?

     I don’t know.

To wish for sand, the sun is out.

     It’d be shorts and swimsuit warm. 

     “Ooh! Ahh!”  I’d cry, tip-toe running across the fiery sand.

     Bare feet would wobbly slide as I pick my spot on shifting sand to sit. 

    Then, scoop and pour, scoop and pour, I’d fill my pail in time with clapping waves. 

     Dry sand sweetly sifts through fingers slightly spread, but disappears in tightened fist.

     Dry sand is not so good for throwing. The wind spits its teeny bits back in my eyes and hair.

     Wet sand goes splat, unless molded into a colossal castle defended by a  watery moat. 

     From crumbling castle towers my flags of flapping grass would proudly fly. 

     Sand is good for burying things, like toes, and twigs, and shells and things.

     When fun is done, sand hates to see me go.

     It clings with tiny, gritty bits. 

     It tries to hide between my toes and sneak away with me.

     I’ll miss it, too. 

     I promise, with my good-bye, to come and see it soon.

     To wish for snow the sun may shine, but shivery temperatures blow. 

     I’d wrap in winter wear. My mouth and nose and eyes are all that meet the air.

     Boot stomping and snow crunching, powerfully I march forward.

     Shovel and pank, shovel and pank, my pail is filled with white. My castles and their towers, now, are frosty, dazzling bright.

     I lay and flap in crystal white, my shadow, now a sparkling angel. 

     If I throw dry snow, and in my face it blows, it disappears against my cheek with a teensy, wet, cold kiss.

     Floating flakes alight on lashes, hat, and scarf. Or tickle tongue with speck of icy melting lace. 

     Snow is best for making balls and forts filled with frozen laughs of battles bold.

     Or roll a ball to build a single friend, tall or small, or build a crowd to play around.

     Snow, my mittens sog and tumbles over boot tops to numb my toes below.

     Snow clings in creases between scarf and neck, diving in white and turning out wet.

     Cold forces me to go where snow can’t follow.

     Separated by a pane of glass, I whisper my promise to return. 

     Sometimes snow must go before I come. 

     To miss it less, it leaves a good-bye gift, of puddles to splash or mud for some squishy, squashy fun.

     What is my wish?

     Sand or snow?     I don’t know.

The Dandelion Prayer: Celebrating National Poetry Month

Spring is in the air! 


Even through Michigan snowflakes the daylight is longer and the buds are bursting forth.


April is National Poetry month and I’d like to share one of mine with you.

The Dandelion Prayer

Dear Lord, let me be as a dandelion in your service:

Redeemed by your blood from weedy origins,

Small, yet bright, face always to the Son,

            Despised  by the world, yet, bouquet of choice to child and pocket-poor.

Not requiring notice of royal tables,

Blooming without invitation, spreading without borders.

Eager, quick, the first to herald winter’s defeat and promises of the comfort of spring.

Always dependent on your living water, wilting instantly without  its constant flow.

Steadfast, straight, tall, unwavering in your Truth.

Grabbing ground with fragile root in slightest cracks of unbelief.

Stubbornly refusing that one should miss the freedom of your grace.

Enduring reproach, resistant to attack,

Humbly opening and closing, daily showing forth your golden goodness
     until with one last unfolding of splendid sphere of white,

Your final wind scatters the seeds of your love through my life.

Then silence, moments of breathless calm,

Awake to life anew and strong.

                                                                                              

2020 Novel Writing Month Completed

What an exciting month of writing November held for me. I chose to work on the prequel to Grandma’s Sock Drawer.

As expected, the writing journey had its moments when ideas seemed stale, action stalled out, characters became boring.

I’d say to myself, “You’re the one writing this thing! If you don’t like what’s happening, change it!”

I’d remind myself that writing Nano is more exploring, than settling down.
At the end of the month, if I like the story, I can work to make it the best. Nothing has to be permanent in the first draft. Everything can be improved. Thinking like this keeps me hopeful and excited about the story.

Even so, there were times I had to keep slogging along.
Then something clicked and things started to pick up momentum.
The story flew from my fingers through the last two weeks of November.

Characters asserted themselves on the page. (One day, for instance, my main character sat down and sobbed her heart out! I was so surprised!)

I found myself visiting familiar places with new twists.
Farms in need of planting,

meadows thick with wild, purple lupine flowers,

and spiraling tunnels in dark, echoing caves.

I crossed the Nano finish line of 50,000 words, plus, on the 27th.
But the story wasn’t finished, yet.

On December 2nd, the first draft was finally completed.
The thrill of accomplishing the Nano goal was surpassed by the excitement that I have for the beginnings of my prequel for Grandma’s Sock Drawer.

Yes, I have crossed the Nano finish line.

But only to start again.
A new goal.
A new energy.
A new commitment.
Polish this new story until it will shine in the hearts of readers.

I can’t wait to get started!

National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) 2020

Write a novel in a month?

Crazy, right?

The challenge is to write your story in 50,000 words, in just one month. 

1,667 words per day for 30 days.

It’s up to you what you want to write about.

Besides the total word count, NaNoWriMo writing has one basic rule: No Editing!

November is the time: To Write.

If you like your story at the end of November, then you can edit. 

But for November, just enjoy writing. 

Always move forward. 

Don’t look back.

It’s exciting, frustrating, tiring, invigorating, revealing, requires discipline, and perseverance.

It’s crazy!

And I can’t wait to start!

Grandma’s Sock Drawer featured in SCBWI BookStop

I am excited to announce that my debut YA novel, Grandma’s Sock Drawer, is now being featured in the SCBWI, Society of Children’s Books Writers & Illustrators, BookStop.

The 2020 BookStop opened up on October 6 and offers visitors the chance to browse over 1,000 new picture books, middle grade, and young adult novels written and/or illustrated by SCBWI members. Buying a book not only supports book creators, but indie bookstores as well. The BookStop store will be until November 30. Check out my page here:

As a member of SCBWI, I have found the organization to be very helpful in my writing and publishing process. The Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators, a nonprofit 501(c)3 organization, is the only professional organization specifically for individuals who write and illustrate for children and young adults. Our mission is to support the creation and availability of quality children’s books in every region of the world.

My first goal was to publish my debut novel, Grandma’s Sock Drawer, and then it was important for me to share it in the SCBWI BookStop. It feels wonderful to have reached another milestone on my journey as an author and I am very grateful for everyone who has supported me along the way.

#SCBWIBookStop 2020 is officially open. Start browsing all books here:

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Grandma’s Sock Drawer by Sue Agauas; Michigan Author’s Debut Novel Receives Rave Reviews

Grandma’s gone. Now Sukey races against time to unravel the mysteries of a puzzling inheritance – a sock drawer – from a grandmother she was forbidden to know. A note and a key to Grandma’s “most precious treasure” sends Sukey on wild adventures with unexpected twists and turns. Will Sukey learn the truth about her grandmother, unlock the questions that will lead to peace, and connect her fragmented family? And, can she find the answers before an estate sale ends everything? Author Sue Agauas’ first full-length novel, Grandma’s Sock Drawer, delivers for readers and receives rave reviews.

“In her debut book, Agauas mixes adventure and Christian allegory in a way that’s mildly reminiscent of C.S. Lewis’ Chronicles of Narnia.” – Kirkus Reviews

“In Grandma’s Sock Drawer, Agauas combines masterful storytelling, compelling dialogue and vivid imagery. This is a story of family, love, forgiveness and hope … a must read!” – Angela Wright; Educator, Administrator

Grandma’s Sock Drawer is a read and re-read fantasy novel that can stand alongside classic literature giants. It’s a fanciful tale filled with vivid imagery, suspense, and adventure.” – Evonne L. Rogers; Educator, Curriculum Director, and School Administrator

“I am passionate about the power of love and family,” said Agauas. “I love how books can transport a reader to places near or far, real or imaginary.” She wrote Grandma’s Sock Drawer, her first novel, during the 2017 National Novel Writing Month, also known as NaNoWriMo. “Writing my first book has been an adventure. I’m grateful to all the hands, hearts, and help that coaxed this book into its momentous liftoff.”

Finding support and motivation within the local writing community led Agauas to participate in events with the Rochester Writers organization and to become a member of Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI) of Michigan. She founded Why Not Now? Children’s Books LLC – a publishing company. She has been writing picture books for younger readers for many years, and is currently writing book two – her next novel – in the Grandma’s Sock Drawer series. 

With a deep love of nature and animals, Sue feels that stories revolving around emotions, especially joy, have a large impact. For thirty-nine years, she enjoyed teaching children in elementary school. “Having a strong love for learning and discovery, I now endeavor to share these passions with children of all ages through my books,” said Agauas. She finds her greatest happiness when she is spending time with her family, traveling with her husband, writing, and riding her overly clever, but very lovable horse.

Readers can find Grandma’s Sock Drawer in both print and eBook format at numerous outlets including Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Apple Books, Kobo, Bookshop.org, independent bookstores, libraries, and more. Grandma’s Sock Drawer is middle grade fiction, yet appeals to a wide audience that includes teachers, parents, and senior citizens.

By visiting www.SueAgauas.com, visitors can gain insight about Grandma’s Sock Drawer, learn about Agauas’ history, read her blog, and order the book. In addition, teachers will find online resources for using Grandma’s Sock Drawer in the classroom.

About the Author

After a 39-year successful career as an elementary school teacher, Sue Agauas retired in 2016. She is married to her high school sweetheart and they have two adult children. A strong love of God, family, and animals (especially horses) drives her passion for life. Sue lives in Sterling Heights, MI with her husband, enjoys writing, and spending time with her grandchild.

Product Information

BOOK: Grandma’s Sock Drawer
AUTHOR: Sue Agauas
PAPERBACK: 336 pages
PUBLISHER: Why Not Now Children’s Books LLC
PUBLICATION DATE: February 25, 2020
LANGUAGE: English
ISBN-10: 1732271119
ISBN-13: 978-1732271111
PRODUCT DIMENSIONS: 5.5 x 0.8 x 8.5 inches
PRICE: $14.99/paperback, $3.99/eBook

Launch of Grandma’s Sock Drawer

Hurray!!

It’s finally happened!

I’m happy to announce that:

Grandma’s Sock Drawer is up, out, and available for eager readers.

Follow the adventures of Sukey as she struggles to unravel the mystery of the unusual gift left to her by her missing grandmother. Discover, with Sukey, the  meaning behind her grandmother’s most ‘precious treasure’, a sock drawer. 

Many thanks to all the hands, hearts, and help that coaxed this book into its momentous liftoff.

Grandma’s Sock Drawer is available through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Apple Books, Kobo, Bookshop.org, and more!

Visit my website: sueagauas.com, for free materials to use with Grandma’s Sock Drawer. You’ll find a delightful word search, match the characters page, and a chapter by chapter comprehension guide, with corresponding answer keys.

Keep your eyes peeled for future adventures with Sukey!

Crossing the Picture Book Finish Line!

February 2020 comes to a close, with an extra day to finish the Picture Book Marathon. Once again, creating 26 picture books in a month was a rewarding exercise. More than half of my books were fiction, three were versions of ABC books, four played with numbers or counting, three were nonfiction embedded in fiction, and the others played with repetitive phrasing or putting a new twist to an old nursery rhyme.

Are they all prize winners? Of course not! But there might be a seed for a successful rewrite.

Was it easy?

Absolutely not! Some days I spent hours researching animals that I wanted to incorporate into my story. That’s one of the things I love about writing, I am continually learning and then try to pass that on to children in a fun and imaginative way.

Some of my favorite stories this month are those that are ridiculously fun. The impossible happens, the ridiculous runs to extremes, and by the end laughter has lifted child and adult reader beyond this ordinary world.

Another favorite of mine, was a counting to ten book I imagined my 18 month old granddaughter might compose. It was filled with all her favorites, such as ten wild blueberries on her purple plate, which she couldn’t resist eating, and replacing, again and again. When it came to her five favorite colors, they started out all different, but let’s be honest, her favorite color is orange. So she substituted orange for four of the five colors, allowing only yellow to remain in the group.

So you see, the Picture Book Marathon for me was a month to stretch my creativity within a set deadline while underlining my belief, that all learning can and should be fun.

You’re always a winner when you try.