Illustrations, riddles, cat wars and a very small Lian
March 22nd, 2013
It’s been an exciting week here in Lauderdale. Firstly, I saw a rough version of the cover of Ice Breaker the day before yesterday. And let me tell you, this cover is going to be terrific! I can’t show it to you yet, but you will be pleased to know that the artist is Sebastian Ciaffaglione, who did the Australian cover for the Keepers, and also drew the characters in both Australian and US editions. So we already know it’s going to be good. I expect Seb will do character drawings for this book too, which I can’t wait to see.
Secondly, I’ve been dreaming away at the plot for Children of the Claw, trying to work out all sorts of interesting things. It makes my brain hurt sometimes, but it’s fun when I get a revelation in the middle of a walk, or the shower, or when I’m cooking dinner. I immediately throw everything else aside and grab a pen to write it down before I lose it. And now the story is taking shape at last …
Thirdly, I received some interesting things in my inbox, from Lilli. Like the rest of you, she doesn’t know much yet about Ice Breaker, but she wrote a riddle for it nonetheless, which I thought was a really cool thing to do.
‘Far beneath the deep sea,
You find what must be seen,
The sea floor racker.
The sea maker.
But above the sea,
You plea to the god of the sea,
That there is a possibility that you will see the ICEBREAKER!’
Makes it sound exciting, huh?
Lilli also sent me some designs, using words and ideas from the Keepers:
I adore getting stuff like this. It proves to me over and over again what clever, imaginative and creative readers I have. Speaking of which, I also received three very cool slideshows (one for each of the Keepers books) from Lily (not to be confused with Lilli), but because they are powerpoint presentations I haven’t been able to work out a way of putting them up here. Which is a pity.
So what else? Well, the cat wars. I have had a cat living in my back garden for the last few years, who I named Harry. I thought Harry had a home, and just preferred to spend his days in my garden rather than his own (mine is chaotic, which suits cats much more than a neat garden). But over the last couple of months I’ve realised that he was homeless. He wasn’t feral, but he was living off the mice that inhabit a corner of my garden.
So I started feeding him. The trouble is, he and Miss Mouse don’t get on. Mousie hates him, which makes me suspect that Harry is doing mean things behind my back. I tried to find a home for him, but it didn’t work out, and now he’s back. Miss Mouse is NOT IMPRESSED! Nonetheless, every day I let Harry inside for a little while, hoping they will sort things out between them, without bloodshed. Before winter sets in, preferably.
And to finish off, here’s a rather cute picture I found the other day of me. I think I must have been about one year old and fairly hairless. Can you see the future author in there anywhere? Hmmm. Maybe not …