My nine year old son amazes me. His imagination is larger than the universe and more infinite, and what’s more, he really moves into the places in his mind and lives there. Some worlds are already made, like Pokemon, but he extends them with his own regions and invents new creatures as well as their evolutions. Where ever he happens to be in his head, he talks about it non-stop.
Two weeks ago, I bought him a new mask for his Halloween costume. As we drove to sports training, Sam established that he was the head Crypt Master in a hierarchy of crypt masters. He worked out what their powers were, who the lesser beings were, what language the Crypt Masters spoke (based on the imitation runes etched into his $5 mask), who was out to dislodge him from his position of ultimate power, and what the consequences of that would be (dire and catastrophic for the whole of mankind). It was a long 15 minutes by the time we got to the field, and no one else got a word in.
It was impressive, in fact as much as I dislike the overuse of this word, Sam was awesome. He has also declared that he doesn’t want to be a palaeontologist any more; he wants to be a game designer. I can see him being very good at it. As a writer I envy his imagination and his lack of inhibition. I can learn so much from him and I intend to make sure that he doesn’t lose it as he gets older – the force is strong in this one.
Two weeks ago, I bought him a new mask for his Halloween costume. As we drove to sports training, Sam established that he was the head Crypt Master in a hierarchy of crypt masters. He worked out what their powers were, who the lesser beings were, what language the Crypt Masters spoke (based on the imitation runes etched into his $5 mask), who was out to dislodge him from his position of ultimate power, and what the consequences of that would be (dire and catastrophic for the whole of mankind). It was a long 15 minutes by the time we got to the field, and no one else got a word in.
It was impressive, in fact as much as I dislike the overuse of this word, Sam was awesome. He has also declared that he doesn’t want to be a palaeontologist any more; he wants to be a game designer. I can see him being very good at it. As a writer I envy his imagination and his lack of inhibition. I can learn so much from him and I intend to make sure that he doesn’t lose it as he gets older – the force is strong in this one.