I haven't been blogging so much lately because I've been busy with some bigger writing projects.

Still, I had to post this.

It just so happens that Elliot has been doing some writing projects, too.  To help alleviate (or prevent) summer vacation boredom, Marci gave him a writing prompt this morning -- suggesting that he come up with a story for the photograph here on the left (which she had randomly torn out of a magazine).  This is what Elliot came up with (originally, written out long-hand, with pencil and paper):

Once upon a time, a long long time ago, when the grandmothers and grandfathers of today were little boys and girls, there was a boy named Kevin.  But he was not like most boys.  Kevin had special powers.  He could see through things.  He could turn invisible.  He could make ropes come from his belly.  Unlike most superheroes, Kevin always had diguises on.

One day, Kevin and his family were just about to jump into the swimming pool.  Kevin saw a bad guy trying to steal pool money.  His father and mother went diving to see the bottom.  Kevin turned invisible, went up to the bad guy, tied him up, and gave him to the police.

The End.

Isn't that a great story?!?  Maybe it's just "Proud Papa Syndrome" -- but I thought that story was classic.  Definitely worthy of publication.  I hope you may have gotten half of the enjoyment that I got out of it...