![]() ![]() In the end, I coughed gently and she looked up immediately. But what exactly do you say to a singing mermaid perched on a rock in the middle of the night? Funnily enough, I've never had that come up before. I stared for ages, opening and closing my mouth like a fish. A couple of times, she was in the middle of a really high part when she stopped and hit her tail with the brush. When she got to the end, she started again. ![]() Silvery green and shimmering in the moonlight, it flapped against the rock as she sang. Her tail was longer and thinner than mine. She was perched on the edge of a rock, shuffling a bit as though she were trying to get comfortable. Long blond hair all the way down her back, which she was brushing while she sang. The kind you read about in kids' stories. but it was! It was a mermaid! A real one! Where was it coming from? I clambered up a jagged rock and looked down the other side. ![]() Had I imagined it? The water lapped against the pebbles, making them jangle as it sucked its breath away from the shore. The wet rocks shimmered in the moonlight, but there was no one around. Sitting back against a larger rock, I caught my breath. I wiggled my toes and shivered as I watched my legs come back. I pulled myself out of the water, my tail resting on some pebbles in the sea. Eventually, I made it to a big, smooth rock with a low shelf. I tried to flick myself along, but my tail flapped lazily and started to ache. I came up for fresh air and realized I was miles from home farther away than I'd ever been on my own. Soon the water got warmer again as I came to another shallow part. They were covered in prickly black sea urchins, and I wouldn't be thrilled to get one of those stuck on my tail. Then the water would suddenly get colder and deeper as I went over a rocky part. Wispy little sticklike creatures as thin as paper wriggled along beneath me, almost see-through against the sand. The fat gray fish were replaced by stripy yellow-and-blue ones with floppy silver tails, long thin green ones with spiky antennae and angry mouths, orange ones with spotted black fins-all darting purposefully around me.Įvery now and then, I swam across a shallow sandy stretch. It was like switching from grainy black-and-white film into color. She was born and raised in Virginia, where she lives with her husband and young daughter.As I swam around the rocks at the end of the bay, the water became clearer and softer. She hopes her illustrations will inspire kids to create their own worlds through stories and art. She uses her background in traditional hand-drawn animation to bring life and movement to her characters, and her images incorporate textures reminiscent of children’s books from the past. Joanie Stone spends her days painting in her studio, surrounded by nature. Liz Kessler lives with her partner in Cornwall, England. Liz Kessler is the author of the best-selling Emily Windsnap series, the Philippa Fisher series, the novels North of Nowhere, A Year Without Autumn, and Has Anyone Seen Jessica Jenkins? as well as a series of early readers about Poppy the Pirate Dog. Introducing an exciting new line of readers that brings half-mermaid Emily Windsnap-star of the New York Times best-selling series-to a younger audience. With a mermaid tail and an entire ocean awaiting her, Emily is eager to meet new friends and swim off on big adventures in this inviting new series for the younger set, based on the best-selling middle-grade series by Liz Kessler. Welcome to Emily’s Big Discovery, the first in a sparkling, charmingly illustrated series of readers. ![]() She gets that weird feeling again, but this time she looks down to see that her legs are gone-replaced by a shiny, beautiful tail! Eager to figure out what’s happening, Emily later dives into the sea. Standing beside the pool, she feels the water calling her, but when she jumps in, she gets a strange, kind of scary sensation. But it’s hard to make friends at the beach when everyone else is having fun in the waves! So when swimming lessons start at school, Emily is excited to finally have the chance to learn. Her mother has always cautioned her to stay out of the water. The World of Emily Windsnap: Emily’s Big DiscoveryĮven though she lives in a houseboat, Emily Windsnap doesn’t know how to swim. ![]()
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