Agatha Moonhouse is back!

After many months of putting Agatha Moonhouse (a mini mystery series) on the shelf, I have finally dusted her off and started a fresh.
I was going to tell Agatha's story as a teenager, but I think I will start her career in the eyes of a ten year old. They say 'write what you know,' and I definitely understand being ten, hell I don't think I ever grew up past then!
Here is the newest installment-Agatha Finds A Clue!

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Success!!

     This last Sunday, I joined the band of arts and craftsmen at the Encinitas Arts & Crafts Faire,  and I can tell you it was a blast!

Ms. Mysterioso's first booth

Julie and Kate showed up at 6am from Long Beach to help me! So blessed to have amazing friends!

Lollipop gift tags

My ever constant reminder that I am one of the luckiest people around was tapping me on the shoulder all day long. Friends and family came out to support me in droves and I met some very interesting and fabulously strange folks throughout my day as I manned my booth of illustrations and and a hodge podge of glittery things to sell.
    One woman came in to talk about how it took three times for her hair to be straightened and actually stay straightened. She talked at my friend Julie and I for ten minutes, said her piece and walked away.
I understand, sometimes one has to vent about bad hair days.
I learned a lot that day. Besides how one straightens one hair. One lesson that was most clear that day was that I have to get better at selling. For instance:
When a customer came up to my booth and said they would like to buy a print I actually said, "Really?!"
Not a great marketer, to say the least.
I got better by the end of the day, but I have to admit my stomach would give a little flip every time I sold something-- A little shocked and happily surprised.

Christmas cards. 'Santa is comin' to town...You've been warned.'

Wine tags

I am definitely going back to my little booth in the Spring, manned with new found knowledge and more glittery things!

Lollipop, lollipop oh lolli lollipop!

Hi all!
Season's Greetings! Yeah, I said it.
It's here!
Just wanted to show you the beginnings of my lollipops which will become gift tags, ornaments, a lollipop flower in a lollipop garden, anything you want.
Here is the first batch-

Loves me the glitter!

Oh, hello holidays! Can I get you a drink?

What's everyone going to do to stay less chaotic, be joyous and remember the spirit of the Holiday season?
Yes, drink troughs of alcohol!!
I like it. Excellent answer.
So, I would like to hear from all of you, my twelve fabulous viewers, and tell me your favorite drink concoctions for this holiday season.
Whoever wins will receive a drunk dial from yours truly telling you how fantastic your drink is;)

Cheers!

Happy Holidays!

Double dog dare!

Beth, Marco and Pig  received a challenge.
That brat Margery Fennel said,
"I double dog dare you to ding dong ditch the old haunted house on Craggle Street! Bet you won't!"
She cackled as she sucked on her giant jawbreaker. Gross.

Backing out of a double dog dare from Margery Fennel was not an option.
So they slowly walked to Craggle Street, hearts in their throats, when they saw the house--
black, with two chimney stacks on top that looked like horns of a giant beast.
"Beth said with a shaky voice, "It's just a house."
"Yeah, this is a cinch." Marco said, wrapping his ghost sheet around him for comfort.
Pig just stood there frozen.
They walked closer to the front gate, when the pitch black of the beastly house opened an eye,
someone had turned on a light!

Don't forget to blow out the candles!

Here is the finished product of the Daily Scribble #14.

In honor of my friend Rachel and Lady Marion's  birthday today! I wish you both nothing but the best of love, life and delicious cake! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Don't forget to blow out the candles!

Before

In honor of the birthday girls-Lady Marion and Rachel K Estrella...

I will make this doodle for YOU!
Mind you this doodle was done a while ago and I haven't used it, so I didn't subconsciously draw a birthday shaped doodle--whatever that means.
I sound very defensive. Alas the doodling BEGINS!

Found out today!

Cecil the Cyclops, and the worst party evah! Doodle #13-DONE!

Poor Cecil.
Not only did Bloody Betty (the ghoul of his dreams) string up with Morbid Mike (moody asshole), he contracted a putrid pustule on top of his head just when it was his turn to play 7 minutes in the coffin with Gutted Greta!  She's not Betty, but hey.
Oh and just to top off the night, his head transporter broke down and he had to call his brother Trevor to give him a ride home.
They'll be no living with Trevor after this.

Poor Cecil. Lucky #13