James Brown

James Brown loves writing and illustrating his own picture books. He does illustration work for Stew Magazine and Baby London Magazine. James placed third in the Illustrate It 2013 competition and won, along with four other illustrators, the SCBWI’s Undiscovered Voices 2014 competition.

Find more of James Brown’s work on http://jamesbrownillustration.com/

Stories illustrated by James Brown

Baby and Me

Written by Lori Schafer

Our best friends were having a baby. Inwardly, I groaned. “You know what this means, Frank?” I complained to my boyfriend. “They won’t be going out with us anymore.” One by one our friends had succumbed to the bothersome burdens of boring adulthood: first marriage, now children. Soon only Frank and I would be left gloriously unencumbered. …


The Flip

Written by Joshua A. Colwell

“Heads, we get married; tails, we break up.” The sentence echoed in the back of Jason’s mind. His girlfriend, Alice, was dead. She had been dead for nearly two days, yet here she was, standing right in front of him. “How can you be here? You can’t be alive.” His stomach turned over. The thought of Alice …


My Bowl of Congee

Written by Michael White

It was quiet in the room when Mama came home. It was quiet because no one knew what to say and everyone knew exactly what needed to be said. But no one said anything—not a word. My grandfather turned on the radio, old jazz sizzled out, and he sat in his chair, the same chair with …


Sasha the Shapeshifting Cat

Written by Bacil Donovan Warren

Once, there was a cat named Sasha. Sasha was an indoor cat. Sasha’s human didn’t let Sasha out. He said it was too dangerous outside for Sasha. But Sasha could see all the birds and lizards outside. They were all having fun! Sasha wanted to romp and play with the other animals. One night, Sasha decided to …


The Tortoise and Hare Revisited

Written by Randy L. White

One sunny spring day, young Mr. Hare hopped along the mountain trail leading to the Great Pond. Merrily, he spotted Mr. Squirrel ahead. Quietly, he bounced up behind the squirrel and stomped the ground. Dust rose from the trail. “Great Scott!” Mr. Squirrel jumped, falling into a muddy ditch. “No, just Jimmy. Jimmy the Jackrabbit. See my …