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CAROLINE LEE
a book bubble about
Maxzyne and the Old Horse Theatre
Children's Books
Author Insight
Senses Matter
I think I inherited my keen sense of smell from my mother. She could sniff out a stale box of cereal, a kid's half-hearted attempt at dusting or a misplaced sneaker in the garage. Her hearing was also very acute. As a teen, I quickly learned to tread lightly up the stairs to my bedroom, avoiding certain stairs that were prone to squeaking if I rushed. Somehow, she always heard me. Worse, I was probably late for curfew. Now I find myself using those same sensory traits when I write. When I visited the historic Chicago horse theatre years ago, this is just what I noticed as I entered. Bringing some of those sensory revelations to the page helps the reader be right there with me. What have you heard or smelled lately?
Book Excerpt
Maxzyne and the Old Horse Theatre
INSIDE THE DARKENED THEATER, the buoyant strains of Tchaikovsky’s The Nutcracker Suite fill the air. The audience quiets, settling into the rustic planked seats. A warm, buttery popcorn scent wafts through the air. This competes with the earthier aromas of horses, leather riding gear, and the performance ring’s dirt.
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