I’ll admit it. I’m known as an eccentric Creator. You can say I inherited my proclivity for the peculiar from my grandfather (I’ll write about him later).
Of course, my grandmother isn’t exactly normal either. She has the ability for creature alchemy. This is different from soul surfing, for instead of entrusting your soul to another creature, you take the form of a creature of choice.
This ability runs in families. I have this talent as did my dad.
It’s a fun skill to have, though, it can prove problematic if you hit a glitch while you’re transformed because you may not be able to convert back. I think of this every time I place a bowl of milk out for the red cat known affectionately, by my grandfather, as Petra.
I’ll let you put the pieces together on that one.
Don’t laugh. Petra’s still peeved.
Anyway, the reason I tell you these things is because when summer comes I’m a bit of a skylarker. I’m more playful than normal, and my ideas for creatures turn more fanciful too.
It was during the summer that I came up with the idea of a butterfly creature whose wings would shift through the colors of the rainbow. You might know this concept from the kaleidoscope canvases I’ve written about before.
But, bestowing this ability on a creature took a bit of noodling I hadn’t done before. It was during this process that I wondered if I should make the color of the creature’s wings reflect said creature’s mood.
After churning that thought around a bit, I decided to stick with with my original idea. Having a creature with ever-changing technicolor wings was one thing. Hitching a ride with a creature with “mood wings” would mean that I would be showing way too much of my own soul to the world.
This would ruin any illusion I’m trying to create, especially if I’m trying to be serious, because deep down I’m always in a quirky rainbow state of mind.
—Jellybean Reds, Creator of Little Creatures