The idea for this starts with a story I tried to write about a thieving monkey who took keys and used them to unlock its cage. That was it. The story was called BRIGHT FLASH THE MONKEY’S PAWS. It was my third or fourth attempt at writing a picture book – and it was really bad. With the advent of the genre of steampunk, I started rethinking the story. Here it is – it will shortly replace my last picture book manuscript, SNAPPER XING…
Clementine did not sneeze! And did not sneeze. And did not sneeze.
She said, “Hello, Monkey.”
Monkey’s ears shot steam into the cold morning air. It hopped on her bed. Tipping back and forth, back and forth, it walked to her knees.
It sat down, bright eyes looked at her, and its metal mouth smiled as it whistled softly in greeting.