Conception
Calliope comes in from watering flowers. She finds Thalia and Urania huddled at Studio’s table. Nia holds a pencil — Tal a paint brush. Cal peers between a short-and-sassy pixie cut and mounds of auburn curls. “A stroller?”
Nia checks her notebook. “The inhabitant might be named Max. Right now the idea is too fresh for certainty.”
“And the girl?”
“Emma!” Thalia waves her brush and paint flies. “She’s six! And she’s gonna be smart, and playful, and… a lot like me. Simply fabulous.”
Urania rolls her eyes and exhales.
“I see. Ideas are like babies… needing lots of care and attention.” Cal looks out the window and switches metaphors. “It’ll need sunshine, playful breezes… and storms to make it strong. It will also need time… and space to grow. Are you sure we’re up to it?”
“The only way to learn,” Nia returns to her notes.
Tal wiggles in her seat, “is to go for it!”
I liked being with my idea. It made me feel more alive, like I could do anything.
~Excerpt from What Do You Do With An Idea
Written by Kobi Yamada 🍃Illustrated by Mae Besom