But a story like the baron’s could not appear under her hats-and-sleeves name. The fashion columns were only permitted by the family because nobody knew who wrote them. Her mother had never lived down that Main-Bearing debutante portrait in the Times, under the huge headline: Peer’s Daughter Feared Kidnapped! Not her real name, naturally, for daughters of Steamlords did not embarrass their families by appearing anywhere but the Society pages, and then only as belles of exemplary style. Oh, Tweetle-D, there might be a byline for me at last!” “Let us give him what he asked for, by the ream. Hah!” Maddie fluttered the telegraph again, a thin yellow victory flag, as she pranced across the room. Suddenly, after months of making me ignore that fascinating fellow’s adventure for hats and cravats, CJ wants all my notes about the baron’s time in Cairo. “The batty baron’s airship has been found adrift near England, abandoned. The clockwork sparrow, half the length of her gloved hand, focused one shiny eye on her as she unpinned her hat and flung it toward her bedpost. “I AM VINDICATED.” The Honourable Madeleine Main-Bearing danced into her bedchamber with unladylike glee, waving a yellow telegraph flimsy at the room’s sole occupant. No trace was found of the fabled Nubian treasure Baron Bodmin sought during his winter’s expedition to Egypt. The Coast Guard believes the explorer bailed out over the water and expects the body to come ashore any day now. No escape canopy or life-vest remained on board. Its log-book is missing and no clue remains to its captain’s fate.Ī fortnight after its last sighting over the mouth of the Suez Canal, the airship appeared off the coast of Cornwall, floating low and rudderless above the waves. The expeditionary airship of Baron Bodmin, ardent African explorer, has been found adrift and deserted. Special thanks to Monica Willard for the seeds of Maddie’s history and a hearty handshake to Andrew Nadon, who inspired Oberon O’Reilly and brought me chocolate.
With thanks to the Calgary Steampunks of the Airship’s Mess Deck for being such good sports. To Kevin, who supports my antic imagination in ways beyond counting. This book was funded in part by a grant from the Alberta Media Fund. All of the characters, organizations and events portrayed in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.Īny resemblance to persons living or dead would be really cool, but is purely coincidental. The publisher does not have any control over and does not assume any responsibility for author or third party websites or their content. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage & retrieval system, without written permission from the copyright holder, except for the inclusion of brief quotations in a review. She is still in the works, so things will be added/changed with time.All rights reserved. She can get heartbroken tho, if the pony she is obsessed with "breaks up" with her. She will get so obsessed that she herself thinks it's love, even tho it's not. (More like."Oh, look! hehe, i'm bleeding!" *shows a massive cut* kinda thing.) She can's feel love, but a strong obsession about somepony. She is pretty "mad" in the sense that she can't feel bad about stuff, nor can she registrate any pain. Maddie, being alone, started to do whatever she felt like so she wouldn't feel alone, and that resulted in tea parties with plushies.Īs she grew older, she got her own house and is living pretty much life. Her mother moves to Manehatten and left her filly alone, as she didn't really feel anything for her. Her mother is a harsh and a serious pony. She never knew her father, and grew up with her motherĪll her life. Maddie is a bat pony (father) and a unicorn (mother) mix, since her eyes is slitted. Personality: Chaotic, obsessed, childish, naive, bat-shit-crazy. Maddie Hatter, the mad tea party enthusiast!