Clarice Bean, Please Don't Worry

Maybe it's the heat. Maybe I'm hungry. Maybe I'm tired.

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A myriad of possibilities and excuses, but at the end of the lane, there I stand, dented brow and sour face in place. It's too much time spent worrying, spent biting my erasers and tugging at my frizzy hair. Lately I've been worrying about what could be, what maybe might happen. And I can't explain it. I wish I could sigh and giggle and tell you why I've been obsessing about obsessing, but I suppose it's never that easy. Cue my lovely mother and her sympathetic shrug.

So let's turn it around, let's turn it up. Let's make a game out of it, and let's giggle at my worrying a little bit. It's good for the soul. Because Clarice Bean is back with plenty to think about. The oh so lovely Lauren Child's new book about Clarice comes out next month, and to sum it up, she sums me up:

"It’s the worry you hadn’t even thought to worry about that should worry you the most. At least that’s how it looks to Clarice Bean, who has been writing her worries in a notebook -- things like Worry no. 1: infinity, or Worry no. 3: change."