One thing about basing a story off of the book rather than the movie, I’m starting to find, is that no one’s actually read Alice in Wonderland. I say Tea Party, they sing the Un-Birthday song. Which wasn’t in the book and Humpty Dumpty was the one who talked about his un-birthday in Looking Glass. Also, I think I’m going to only do that in passing and not make a big deal out of it.
Also, I am quite upset because I have eaten very little today due to the fact that there is no food in the house. None. I am starving. And yes, starving writer is oddly appropriate. Shut up and get me a sandwich.
Current Word Count: 66926
From Chapter 4
“Once upon a time,” the Dormouse began, Alice slumping onto the table and resting her chain against her hand. “There was the Queen of Hearts. She was a strange woman who kept demanding people be beheaded for doing nothing more than possibly one day committing a crime. It helped quite a bit, none of those people ever getting a chance to commit a crime, but it was a terrible thing all together, really.”
Alice looked over at the mouse, her look one of puzzlement and surprise. Was he really going to be telling a story that made some sort of sense? Perhaps the first time was merely a fluke. Or perhaps this change to Wonderland that the Cat talked about meant that it was going to start making some regular sense and the madness would finally start to let her not go mad along with it.
“No one’s head really ever came off, though. Not often, anyway. The King of Hearts quietly pardoned everyone until one day he died. A sad thing, really. The Queen was quite distraught and didn’t know what she was going to do.”
“When did the King die?” Alice asked.
“One day,” the Dormouse repeated. “I said that. You should really listen.”
Nope. The madness was still there.
[Header image by Shaz]
Tags: looking glass, nanowrimo
