rob towner - author / illustrator

Home | About Me | Books I've Written

Hey friend. My names rob. Nice to meet you and thanks for stopping by my website.

While I’ve got your attention, I should probably introduce myself. I’m a children’s author and illustrator. It’s a pretty cool job. I get paid to make up stupid, immature stories (mainly for my own amusement), I get to draw awful, ridiculous pictures of animals, I get to meet other authors and illustrators who I think are cool, and sometimes I even get to visit school assemblies across Australia to talk to children about how important reading and writing is. Did you know that studying extra hard and getting good grades in school is by far the coolest thing anyone can do? It’s true. School is the coolest. But anyways, yeh. That’s me in a nutshell. I make children’s books.

And guess what… making children’s books isn’t the only fun thing I like to do. Some other things I like to do include: eating pea and ham soup, playing chess, saying the word ‘wowee’, listening to jazz, watching my favourite tv show ‘Survivor’ and snorkelling in the ocean.

If I could be any animal in the entire world, I would probably be an elephant beetle. That way I could prance around the beach all day squirting salt water in my face.

If you have read all the way up to this point, there’s some blog posts below if you feel like checking them out. If you want to be double cool, you can also help me out by subscribing to my newsletter below. I promise not to spam you. I’ll just flick you an email whenever I create a new story.

Harlow's Pillow - A Bedtime Story

A bedtime story written by Rob Towner

What does Harlow dream about when her head hits the pillow at night? Does she dream of little baby fish, trying to snatch a bite?

And about those little fishies that are swimming in the sea, do they dream of what it would be like to live on land with you and me?

Does the land even know that we exist? Can it feel us in its hand? Do mountains that have stood forever miss their old dinosaur friends?

When these mountains fall and crumble, what noises do they make? Do they scream ‘Aaaaarrrrghhh help I’m falling!’ or do they simply laugh and shake?

And when the mountains which turns to boulders which turns to rocks which turns to sand, finally end up at the beach do they go surfing and get a tan?

Does the sand on the beach get ticklish when it squishes between our toes? Would it rather be living in a desert, where hardly anybody goes?

When a fire burns out its last little spark, does it actually say ‘Goodbye’? Does the smoke coming out of the chimney, become friends with the clouds in the sky?

Does the moon in the sky wear pyjamas when it goes to sleep at night? Or does it stay awake watching little baby fish trying to take a bite?

Or does the moon do something else, without even making a peep? Indeed he does, he watches over Harlow's mama, rocking little Harlow to sleep.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017 by Rob Towner
Leave a comment