The Elephants Upstairs
A couple of elephants moved into the apartment above me in December 2017. They were quite loud, to say the least.
I couldn’t exactly complain, because I didn’t want to have to have a conversation with them. I didn’t want to get to know them. I mean, I don’t even speak Elephant.
I did what any normal, sane person would do: I wrote some tweets about them. It didn’t stop the noise, but it did help me cope.
The tweets turned into a story. The story became illustrated by a brilliant artist who appreciated the fun, dark, macabre twist. And that became a book.
Now I’m in the process of turning that book into something that other people can read and enjoy.
So if you somehow stumbled across this page and are wondering how the story of THE ELEPHANTS UPSTAIRS turned out, sign up for an update below.
And finally, please do not read this to your children. It really is not a book for them. There are many amazing children’s books out there.