This January marked Hermux's 17th birthday. I think that he's finally old enough to hear the story of how he came about. It's a bit of a tall tale. But what would you expect from an imaginary mouse who keeps a pet ladybug and falls in love at the first sight of a daring adventuress with dark fur, a crooked smile and a broken watch?
In the next few months, I'll be trying to flesh out the story of the Hermux books. I'll try to explain the inspiration for the characters and the stories as well as how and why I wrote and published them.
There are four Hermux books. Time Stops for No Mouse The Sands of Time No Time Like Showtime and Time to Smell the Roses
I started writing Time Stops for No Mouse in the middle of January 1999 while my wife Martha was on a three month business trip to Asia. It started as a lark.
I was playing around on my computer at the end of the day, and I sketched out an unexpected encounter between a watchmaker and an adventuress. I wrote it the way you might doodle something on a napkin. There was something about it that I liked. I tinkered with it for a couple of hours. Then suddenly it was ten o’clock. I hadn’t gone home yet. I hadn’t had dinner. But I had written what looked like the first chapter of a book.
I made Hermux's acquaintance two years earlier entirely by accident. Here's me telling that story in a homemade video from 2007.