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CAROLINE LEE
a book bubble about
Maxzyne and the Old Horse Theatre
Children's Books
Author Insight
The Lizard Diaries, Continued
You may recall my poolside Northern Curly-Tailed Lizard friend. During the pandemic, he and I bonded via the half-drowned beetles I flicked his way. Until the beetle breakfast source dried up. Uh oh. Expectations were still high, however. Each morning as I walked outside, the newly named "Triple H" aka "His Hungry Highness" raced toward me, this towering giant, who had somehow become an easy mark for his favorite food source. I apologized for not having anything, but he persisted each day, faithfully waiting until I disappeared back into the house. The guilt was unbearable. Suddenly, I was hunting dead bugs and worms during evening walks with my husband. Still, there were slim pickings, so it was inevitable. I broke down and headed to the pet store, returning home with a big jar of dessicated crickets. Breakfast of Champions. I wonder if he has a name for me?
Book Excerpt
Maxzyne and the Old Horse Theatre
Suddenly, the horse veers right. The coach lurches, defying gravity as it rises dangerously on two right wheels. Maxzyne can hear the scrape of one damaged wheel on the asphalt. With a bloodcurdling yelp, she slides to the right, banging her elbow.
“I guess you only understand me when I wear the hat!” she screams at the horse. She stretches one arm toward the black hat and quickly grabs it by the brim. The horse pays no attention. Instead, he continues his frantic gallop down the deserted street. It takes only a second to jam the hat back over her braids. She holds on to the hat with one hand and screeches, “Stop! Can you hear me? I said, ‘Stop!’”
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