One or two mice ganging agley

I had intended to work out some things on the Rocket Girl project tonight, but events have supervened. I picked up Daffodil this evening after work and took her to the grocery store to get a few supplies. Getting out of the car, she put out her arms and said, “Carry me.” So I picked her up, and as we crossed the parking lot she put her head against my neck and said, “I’m dizzy. I feel like I’m going to fall up to the clouds, and you, too.”

Her head wasn’t hot, and she seemed to be in good humor, but she didn’t want to walk, so I put her in the seat of a shopping cart, something she hasn’t done in a long time. As I went around the store, she gradually slumped over and leaned bonelessly on the handle of the cart. I only needed a few things, so it wasn’t long before we got into the check-out line, and as the cashier began to scan our items, Daffodil, without so much as lifting her head, spewed two or three quarts of diverse nastiness on her arms, her coat, my shoes, and at least as much of the floor as I was able to see.

The cashier was very helpful about it, giving me some paper towels to clean her up a bit, and we skedaddled, leaving the mopping up to others, along with our (my- Daffodil was pretty much passed out) profuse apologies.

After some cleaning and changing and more cleaning and spewing and more cleaning Daffodil is passed out on the futon with Harold and the Purple Crayon to lull her, and I am doing laundry…

Work on Rocket Girl has been suspended for the time being.

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Changes Ahead, Changes Afoot

Changes Ahead

A variety of changes are underway here at the Global International Headquarters of Monsters And Daffodils Inc.

One change which is, in a manner of speaking, both ahead and already complete, is that Daffodil has had a haircut, and is now sporting a neat bob with bangs. The idea, under discussion with various authorities for some little time, being to tame her raging and disordered locks, the deed was done last week. This will, of course, require various stylistic updates to MAD, among the many others planned or contemplated. Lest anyone fear that a mere haircut has quelled Daffodil’s unruly spirit, be assured that if anyone can add an element of windblown madness to a short bob, it’s Daffodil.

Technology is coming to MAD as well. As foreshadowed elsewhen, the circumstance of life have made working with traditional media very difficult for the Author, and production has been plummeting. So, Management, going out on a fiscal limb, has disbursed, frittered, blown, and/or wisely invested a considerable sum of money it does not actually possess on a ridiculously expensive tablet that it hopes will launch MAD vigorously into the 21st Century and make it possible to actually get stuff done. So far, of course, this has merely created more delays in production while the workforce attempts to adjust to the new methods, which, for ancients such as ourselves, used to operating with tools and materials like paint brushes and canvases, seems a lot like pushing snot on glass with a stick. Results will, eventually, be forthcoming.

Also ahead, some changes in format for MAD. While we will continue to present random smatterings of Daffodilisms and episodes of My Little Art director, current activities at the Salt Mine have made these offerings more difficult to produce regularly. Thus, Management has decided to explore some additional products that the workforce can address without the painful necessity of remember exactly what Daffodil said for the day or two it often now takes to get the opportunity to record it.

Two of the projects now under consideration are a Rocket Girl (back story to follow) serial, and a Princess Daffodil serial, either of which may ultimately become books. A bit of preliminary sketching has taken place on Rocket Girl, set back somewhat by the recent Hair Cut. In the coming days I hope to share some of this with my Gentle and Discerning Readers, and hope you will provide some feedback about the various possible directions the project may take.