Fed up with polygraphs, security clearances and a daily commute, Caroline Lee fled a career writing classified reports for the Dept. of Defense to become a full-time storyteller and daydreamer-in-chief. Often inspired by her surroundings, Caroline's first book, "Maxzyne Meets the Mannequins," features America's most impulsive heroine, 10-year-old Maxzyne Merriweather, whose madcap adventures take place in the magical and historic city of Chicago.
Caroline currently resides in Delray Beach, Florida where the weather is much warmer than Chicago. She is a member of the Society of Childrens Bookwriters & Illustrators (SCBWI) and is thrilled that her first book "Maxzyne Meets the Mannequins" won the 2020 Independent Press Award for Children's Fiction. The second adventure in the series, "Maxzyne and the Old Horse Theatre" is now also available on Amazon and recently won two Story Monsters Dragonfly awards! Learn more at www.maxzyne.com
As a writer, I admit to sometimes sneaking things onto the pages of my children's books that scream my own point of view. I expose my jaded, cynical adult self, pointing fingers and poking fun. I just couldn't help taking a sly stab at politicians through this crusty old news reporter. Even his sarcastic remark about folks not reading the newspaper, in this day and age, strikes a chord in me. I still love reading the newspaper. My husband laughs, because I prefer the broadsheets to a digital version. I take my rustling pages with me if I have an early appointment and will read them while waiting. Recently, a doctor was amazed to find me reading the paper when he walked into the exam room. "It's been years since I've seen anybody reading the newspaper like that," he exclaimed. I guess that makes me a jaded, cynical, well-informed dinosaur.
Maxzyne and the Old Horse Theatre
The newspaper reporter standing next to her stops scribbling for a moment. He spits the pen cap from his mouth into his hand so he can talk. “Free TV time for our city politicos,” he smirks. “Only thing better than seeing their own face on TV without paying for it is actually winning an election. And this kind of press helps ’em win the next one.” He scowls, waving his pen. “Nobody reads anymore, but if they did, my notes for tomorrow’s Tribune newspaper are right here.” He taps the pen on his slim spiral notebook peppered with scrawls.