And The Results Are…

Returning from the South, we came back weary. Unfortunately we did not have the latest tome for you, Hatter M: The Nature of Wonder having just gone to the printer.   What we did have in abundance was secrets and peeks. With the assistance of Secret Agent Cindy we were able to meet and greet those that trekked to the San Diego. Miss Emily showed up in Institute uniform one day and our fearless leader, Mr. Beddor scratched the nib in the service of your autographs.

Now we have returned to the Institute and my beloved library. We are piecing together then next volume of Hatter’s journey. Already we have shown you some of the shenanigans that go on in San Francisco with our Japanese friends. Secret Agent Cindy herself found newspaper articles dating back to 1870 chronicling our sushi eating friend’s appearance in America. We are also thoroughly researching the Chinese underworld. Who knows where that will lead us.

And though the book series is done, we keep getting calls from our field reporters about new and mysterious information.   In fact, there seems to be a time disturbance around some of them.

We shall see what we shall see dear readers.

From Out the Desert

Success! Our expedition to the Land of Infinite Sun, yielded fantastic results. Though our Institute members toiled through the blazing heat, great discoveries were made. We are still cataloging all of the items and finds but we can tell you now that the artifacts recovered have gone a long way to illuminating Hatter’s journey in the American SouthWest. We can only say that we found mysterious white flowers blooming at our site. Flowers where no flowers should be. You’ll have to read of our discoveries in Volume 3 of Hatter M: The Nature of Wonder.

The gathering of comic cravers was equally as interesting. Two of our esteemed members of the Institute, Miss Emily and new recruit, Cindy, continued spreading the word to Phoenix fans. Though the Beddor had to remain at our remote camp site, discovering the discoverable, many photos were documented for him to review. Miss Emily and Cindy nabbed all passers by that resembled the famed Alyss to assemble an idea of what she might have looked like. The terrible Queen Redd also tripped her way into their presence, pausing long enough to be captured on film. Miss Emily quickly aimed her Quark Mirror Gun at the Queen and sucked her back into Wonderland. Miss Emily quickly smashed the mirror and closed the most recent portal into our world. It was a bloody close clip.

Back at the Institute now and we are toiling away to present our findings in the Fall. More more more coming!

A Woeful Lack of Misdirection

We here at the Institute have been out of our minds. The whirlwind tour of parts unknown like the Bay, the Windy City and coming up The Cactus Con Capital. We have been studiously gathering more threads to weave the fabric together and have neglected the reporting of it.

Of note: in the Bay, two members of the Institute came across one consumed by Dark Imagination. Vile filth poured from the afflicted’s mouth but there was nothing our adventurers could do. If the police were called, who would ever believe that Dark Imagination had over come a member of our world? All they could do was file a complaint with The Ministry which oversees such violations and hope it can be stopped on the other side of the mirror.

The Institute also trekked to the edge of the Lake where more testing had to be done to see if there were certain spots where there was water where no water should be. We are still analyzing the results. This was the first year we were really able to take stock and get and accurate count of  who follows the Glow in the City of Wind. The numbers were disappointing. We cannot undertake all of this research ourselves! Even with the might of the Institute behind us, we cannot find everything. Take for instance, the origins of the Institute itself. Only recently has it come to light who and what caused our group to form. You will have to see our published results in the next Hatter Tale.

Finally: After receiving a  tip about certain Native American tribes that may have had contact with The Glow, or even Hatter M, we are setting out on another expedition to the American SouthWest. Phoenix was the closest place we could make base camp but we plan long nights in the desert, searching caves and the local flora for a new direction.  Has anyone seen unusual artifacts in the desert?

Also in the report this time: we have added an additional children’s wing to the Institute. Our intrepid author Beddor has been to so many educational facilities and the response so enormous, that we have had to add on to our archives. Hundreds of letters and drawings have poured in, we are faithfully cataloging and recording each sighting and interpretation of Wonderland. On a similar note, we have found a codex that may or may not have to do with the Millinery and what is taught there. The rudimentary book  is quite damaged so we are taking extra care cleaning it. Only I and one other trusted assistant are allowed to work on it in a dark room to preserve the Spirit Dane parchment.

More later. We will try to update on our discoveries more often. Thanks for keeping abreast.

The Box Speaks! Good Morning America

Alyss’ Legion,You have demanded and now it has arrived.  Bowing to the inevitable, mainstream media welcomes Frank Beddor. Set your little black boxes to record the man himself. The truth will be revealed! The Looking Glass Wars comes to ABC’s Good Morning America November 13, 2009. Now all will know how Lewis Carroll got it all wrong.Wonderland truth seekers will not want to miss this historic advancement in support of The Looking Glass Wars. More will be revealed about our endless work here at the Institute. In other news Volume 3 is slowly being pieced together. We have found new Civil War information about Hatter’s time in Washington. You will never believe the people he meets.  ArchEnemy and Hatter M: Mad With Wonder  have been birthed into the void. We can only hope that you Followers of the Glow embrace them.Long Live Alyss!LGW Librarian

Migration Completed

The annual migration to the South was a smashing success. Able to feed you comers the pap you desired, made sure that the next volume of Hatter’s tales flew from our arms. More than happy to dole out a preview of what’s to come in October. In addition, Redd and Hatter appeared on stage to battle for Wonderland.  Our esteemed adventurer was there to take in the action. But most of all we were able to sway to the rhythm of the sea of good people we are always privledged to reconnect with. Our winding trek was tiring but the Institute awited with fresh piles of research and letters. Really, send us more letters. My fingers are ever nimble with the opener.

The campaign for celluloid domination continues. The Caterpillars have been weaving a special film in preparation for the event. We have taken on a champion of Alyss’ cause and hope he can bark her story just as well. Other than that the slog through the slush continues. You can take down your Johnny Depp Mad Hatter posters now.

We’re also making sure that all those basement trapped game lovers are folded into the fold, as it were, with an RPG and virtual cards.

I will go back to my maps now, leave me what you will.

Just wait, we hope to be grinning at you over your morning coffee.

Dateline: The Threads Converge in the Breach

Multiple whispers are all coming together. With the revelations of the third book about to be released on the world we are still lighting the lamps and burning the oil for so many other things. Not the least of which is the yearly migration to the south where the hordes converge to feed on the mass hysteria.

In order to feed this frenzy we are trying to fix the press and have at least a nibble for show in July. No promises.

The city continues to turn and we continue to pour over our mail and artifacts, collecting the ducks and putting them in rows for the eventual blow out. I appreciate your support and enthusiasm. I can ask for no more.

No real news, just wanted to keep your hope soaring.

Dateline: On the Cusp Of the Great Plains

For those of you worried about my absence, never fear. My sabbatical was spent communing with the Caterpillars and brought forth a glorious burst of insight currently being poured into the dictation of more of Hatter Madigan’s adventures. Red, as my Caterpillar was known, graciously divined another snatch of the perilous, tumbling adventures of our hatted friend.

On a sad note, Dear Boris wandered into jabberwocky territory and was promptly confronted by one of the beasts. Though a valiant battle ensued, the brave knight burst into a gout of flame. His ashes will be displayed here at the Institute for further study. Perhaps one day the mystics and inventors will tell us how to reconstitute his gentle soul. Coincidentally, just as we were trying to keep Col. Barlowe from sniffing the White Imagination from the ashes, a pitter-patter knock came from the direction of the door. A bespectacled Miss Emily was still wiping the snow from her carefully perched hat. “I’m here for the position.” How she knew of our Boris’ demise I can only speculate. Mr. Beddor consulted the Heart Crystal, the Caterpillars and all manner of logic and artifacts before he realized Miss Emily had already been working here for quite some time now. She had shuttled him off to San Francisco to meet the Wondrous Wonderconers and to Phoenix to the gathering at Mesa, to her former home of New York to see if gromworrmies could survive the cold. I myself found strange drawings, ancient texts and all manner of wonderful wonderness appearing when I only had the faintest idea I needed it. She should do well here. I will keep an eye on her.

Mr. Beddor’s desert scribblings have been collected, coded and wrapped. Those of you in the know, know the third volume is out October 15th.  Maybe some black imagination was tossed our way, the reports of several titles leaked and sloshed around the Internets, but All became clear when Alyss officially titled the work “ArchEnemy”.  Ever the humble servant Mr. Beddor complied.

Col. Barlowe has been locked in his garret and only a dull glow can be seen beneath the door. We hear muttering about cards but we don’t know if they’re real or imaginary. Maybe the cardsoldierwars site will soon have answers. He has, however brought us a luminary new piece of wizardry. His iPhone plays a little Hatter M game. How they fit a Millinery hat into so small a device is beyond my understanding. But it is amusing. Maybe  we will all fit in the device some day.

For now Mr. Beddor has dipped off the map again. We hear of a great pilgrimage to the corn section of our country. If anyone can confirm sightings of him, let us know. We like to know our cipher of Wonderland is safe.

An invigorated,
LGW Librarian

Dateline: the depths of the pacific ocean

The clock is about to strike midnight and we have just boarded the Looking Glass submarine off the coast of San Diego and set our compass directive to ‘north’ after an exhilarating and edifying 5 days in booth 1717 at the comic con. Hopefully some of you reading this were able to visit our booth where Hatter M Institute members Col. Barlow, Boris Liebman and Colin J. MacLeod along with interstellar author Liz Cavalier and the renowned Mr. Beddor enjoyed the company of readers, true believers and those occasional lost souls simply in search of ‘something free’. As usual, madness and greed mixed with enlightenment and adventure as attendees swarmed the facility each searching according to their individual level of awareness. Searching could certainly be the theme of this event. There were those searching for free items to stuff into their voluminous empty bags which caused me to ponder the relationship between empty souls and empty bags. Does the biggest bag represent the souls most void of magic and wonder? Hmmmm. There were many discussions among the creators and artists who had come to San Diego to meet friends and fans and share their dreams as to what people were searching for. It seemed a critical mass was fast approaching where the scale of those who had brought their own creativity to share was tilting towards those who had now come only to consume. To all those reading this humble blog I would like to stress the importance of bringing your dreams and creativity to these events in the form of costumes, art and informed discussion because this is the true value of exchange and not merely the paper stamped with ink that is passed in damp, crumpled piles. But enough of my pontificating! As readers may recall Mr. Beddor went missing in April and we were unable to locate him until his subterranean map led us to booth 1717. It seems on the day he disappeared he had found himself face to face with the greatest riddle yet of the Looking Glass Wars series. The riddle of the Caterpillars! Requiring absolute privacy and peace in which to decipher the cache of silk strands sent to him from an anonymous source he had fled to a location in the Mojave Desert with nothing but his nearly finished manuscript for Book 3, a slide ruler and the mysterious silk strands. As to his success in solving the riddle I can only say that he was in magnificent spirits and full of good cheer for all who asked, “When is Book 3 coming out?” The answer: Fall 2009

Searchingly yours,

The LGW Librarian

Dateline: San Diego Comic Con Booth 1717

Cheers from San Diego! It was the ultimate scavenger hunt as Col. Barlow, Miss Mars and I followed the underground parallel map leading us to the illustrious bedlam of the San Diego Comic Con. We exited through a portal only to discover ourselves in Booth #1717 standing beside a beaming Mr. Beddor surrounded by the Looking Glass Wars novels, Hatter M comics, Princess Alyss scrapbooks and all manner of art and artifice from the Wonderland he has worked so tirelessly to reveal. In moments the doors would open and hordes of curious and tireless fans would stampede inside to search for the lost worlds and forgotten dreams they sensed lay waiting in the vast asylum of the convention center. A few short days to separate the false from the authentic and find what they needed to survive in this world.
Let the games begin!

Dateline: Subterranean Los Angeles

Finally. A message from Mr. Beddor.
A brief synaptic flash of Morse code stating geo-4coordinates, cryptic and enigmatic, the message was neither any more nor less than a savvy inter-dimensional tracker would need. Accompanied by Col. Barlow, our intrepid Hatter M Institute watchdog Miss Mars and a thermos of Irish coffee, I set out in search of Mr. Beddor. The geo-coordinates had specified we follow a map of a parallel Los Angeles, a 4th dimension map. As we stepped out into the apocalyptic sun of the mid-day 21st century Los Angeles I studied the map and pointed to the manhole cover located at the intersection of La Brea and Wilshire…

“Descend!”