Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Wandering Wizards Welcome (By Appointment)

Today Mr. Marsh brought some copies of his latest creation, a pack of forms titled Wandering Wizards Welcome (By Appointment). Just like Bilbo Baggins in the first chapter of The Hobbit, Mr. Marsh said he had experienced one too many unexpected parties involving magic-makers who didn't represent themselves as well as they ought to.

Each sheet in the hefty little pad is meant to be given to (or picked up by) traveling wonder-workers, who must then fill in the blanks to give warning about -- for example -- when they would like to come by for tea, how many dwarves or other companions they intend to bring, and any proposed topics of conversation.

Mr. Marsh said he was happy that not everyone has the same trouble with wizards dropping by unexpectedly as he does. For the rest of us, Wandering Wizards Welcome (By Appointment) can be used as a pack of invitations to your next Hogwarts class reunion, Middle-Earth theme party, or outing to the Renaissance Fair.

3 comments:

The Joy of Nesting said...

I wonder would you ask Mr. Marsh if it might work in the case of other fanstasmal creaters who might just drop by :)

I'm still here, I have to put all the info into some kind of understandable jumble

Pattie ;)
Mazatlan Mx.

Clint Marsh said...

Hello Pattie,
The forms are designed with wizards in mind particularly, but one could use them for other sorts of supernatural visitors, yes. Of course, if they are gnomes, you'd probably want to have "On Gnoming," by Reginald Bakeley. And his booklet "Goblinproofing One's Chicken Coop" has lots of good advice about dealing with unwanted goblins. For fairies, ghosts, angels, or other incorporeal creatures, your best bet is probably my title "The Mentalist's Handbook." Details on all of these publications can be found at the Castle in the Air Online Shoppe!

Best wishes,
Mr. Marsh

Laurey said...

"Wandering Wizards" reminds me of when I was about 17 years old I had fantasies of becoming a "traveling wizard"....what ever that meant. I think I lived the fantasy in letters that I wrote to an Armenian girl who didn't believe in talking on the telephone. Then we would arrange meetings in the woods (she didn't like meeting at houses either) and talk of music, art and philosphy, over very hot tea - mind you this was Los Angeles in 90 degree weather.