The rumors are true! Silas and I are in the studio hard at plurk on our new Wonderland project entitled, "Go Ask Alice." While I cannot divulge all the details, suffice to say this book will be full of lush, gorgeous illustrations created by Silas and myself. We've been in the studio for weeks and weeks, with more than a few months ahead of us, but we're so excited we need to share. NOW!

Without further adieu, may we introduce Mister White Rabbit...

The book is designed to be a lush art book, but oh-so-much more. Can't spill all the details now, but we will be posting more art as the days go by, so check back! 

Also...pssst! You! Yes, YOU! Like this piece? Leave us a comment then dash over to our Go Ask Alice facebook page to show your love! We're taking all the comments from this site and the stats from our facebook page when we go shopping for a publisher this fall.

In the current economy, publishers are leery of risky projects, and while we don't feel Wonderland is a "risk", often publishers will shy away from art-intensive books unless an enthusiastic fan base can be established. Help us to show the industry that there are wonder-fans out there who would love to tip-toe through Wonderland, Duirwaigh-style.

Halt! There's a mouse in my bra and I'm not afraid to use it!

Seriously. Now, before you start signing me up for the freak show, lemme tell you that it started as a matter of practicality, not as a penchant for eccentricity. You see, infant mice must be fed every two hours and I live in the boonies. Well, not in The Boonies, more like boonie suburbs. To get into town takes me 20 minutes, so I no sooner go for a walk in the graveyard and go poking my nose into the local cafe before I have to turn around and go right back home to feed the little milk-maws.

"Necessity is the mother of all invention"~ Plato

Indeed. I can't be rattling around dirt roads all day in a car. No-can-do. So invention to the rescue! May I present...the Mother Goose Kangaroo Joey Pouch Three Blind Mice Transport Sports Bra!! I'm pretty sure I'm the mother of this particular invention and am confident they'll be sweeping the nation soon. *Dollar signs flashing in eyeballs* I mean, every woman needs a solution to her baby-blind mouse problem, yanno?

And yes, before you ask, mice are notoriously, conspicuously, obsessively ardent clean freaks. For those of you who are into that kinda thing (if you must know) They wiggle when they want out. I put them on a paper towel and voila! Instant potty training. And their two-hour feeding schedule? Well, let's just say they wiggle when they're hungry too. I travel with puppy milk formula in the car, so I'm ready when they are, though I swear with all the joey-pouch action I'm starting to lactate.

Now I know what you're thinking. But face it: That hoopla created when Michael Jackson started dating Bubbles the Chimp? All for naught. People thought he was whako and look--He turned out just fine...