Between the weather and my endless cold, The Son and I have been spending a lot of time indoors playing with the wooden spoon dolls we made at library storytime. They're these wooden spoons with googly eyes, and we made them clothes and hats and... look, don't ask, okay? I'm sure it's tough to come up with a craft for a bunch of 3-6 year olds every week.
Anyway, The Son has created this whole story world to go with these spoon dolls. It's this fabulous Wild West Steampunk thing starring one Lovey Dishwinkle, a detective who wears gingham and a big floppy hat, and gets around via jet car or jet boots. Lovey's sidekick is Lovey-Joe, a one-eyed fez-wearing Dishwinkle whose exact relationship to Lovey is vague. Lovey and Lovey-Joe get most of their work from their slightly Brokeback Mountain-ish cowboy neighbors, Chan and Franz, who raise both dragons and giant armadillos. When a case is solved, they celebrate with a clog-dancing hoe-down.
And now some deeply disturbed part of me really wants to write a YA novel based on this. Or maybe even a series! Lovey Dishwinkle and the Armadillo's Lament... Lovey Dishwinkle and the Fez of Doom...
I would probably read that series.
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