Created by 7-Year-Old Evie Dunn, Fetch uses Greek Mythology to take a bittersweet look at love and loss, through the eyes of a child.
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"Fetch: An Odyssey" - When 7-year-old Evie learns that her dog Rosco has passed away and is now in the possession of Zeus, she decides that she will stop at nothing to get him back... Even if that means she will have to cross an ocean, climb a mountain, traverse through Hades, and face off with the entire pantheon of Greek Mythology to do it.
Fetch: An Odyssey is a 48-page graphic novel created by 7-year-old Evie Dunn. It is the tale of a young girl's epic journey to recover her dog, Rosco, who is being held in the heavens of Mount Olympus by Zeus the King of the Gods. The story is co-written by her father, Martin Dunn, and his regular collaborator Derrick Fish.
Her journey will take her deep within the heart of Greek Mythology as she faces off with Poseidon and his legion of sea monsters, races against Hermes, negotiates with Hades, takes Ares to task, and makes a few deals with some Titans. She will make new friends, encounter wondrous creatures, and come face to face with Zeus himself! This is a book that looks inside the mind of a child as she copes and comes to terms with dealing with the death of a loved one; it is a bittersweet story with a lot of love, pain, happiness, and more!
Fetch is a standalone story, but the richness and character development is ancient. The story will feature the Pantheon of the Gods, the Titans, Cerberus, Harpies, and more from the Greek lore. If you are a fan of Greek Mythology, epic adventures, fun characters, you will really enjoy this book.
July 24th is always a busy day in the Dunn household. Beyond the fact that it is the middle of summer vacation and all four of my kids are home and usually "bored", it is also my daughter, Brooklyn's, birthday. This year, our July 24 was stacked with a ton of plans; sadly, instead of celebrating Brooklyn's 9th birthday, we were at the Tampa Humane Society with our furry son, Rosco. A few days before, Rosco began to act strangely. You see, Rosco wasn't like any other dog I have ever known in my 31 years of life. Rosco was, in all aspects, a dog who thought he was a human. I can tell you many a tale of how he acted human, as can any of my family, close friends, and even some unwitting cable guys. Rosco spoke; he may not have been able to form words, but did he ever like to sit here and make noises, small barks, and sounds to express his need for you to converse with him. He was known most to my friends for his need for you to give him a hug. He would rush up to you, stand up on his hind legs, outstretch his front legs, and wrap them around your neck. If you ever mistakenly said the word "hug" around him, you’d better be ready for a Labrador/Ridge-back mutt to be in your face. Every evening when we would sit at the table for dinner, there he was, sitting in a chair with his paws resting on the table, waiting to be served like I would for any of the other kids. Rosco was a special dog.
We knew something was wrong with him because all of that stopped; he began to shake and whine, and he hid himself in the closet. We hoped he had just gotten a bug, and it would pass. We gave it a good 24 hours, but then decided we needed to take him to the vet. Over the course of several days and spending most of our savings trying to figure out what was wrong, we learned that Rosco had suffered from "Gastric Torsion"- one of the most serious emergencies in the veterinary practice. It makes all the difference in the outcome if it recognized immediately. Gastric Torsion is the second leading killer of dogs. It happens when the dog’s stomach twists inside the abdomen so that it closes off at both ends. The doctors informed us around 5 p.m. that day what was wrong. We sprung right into action calling friends and family to borrow the money for what we expected to be a pricey surgery... Sadly, even though we had found someone to loan us the money, it didn’t matter. The real danger now was that he had gone almost a week in that condition, and his body was betraying him. He was shaking and in a lot of pain; shock had kicked in. The doctors told us he wouldn't survive the surgery. Needless to say, I was devastated. They suggested euthanization so that he would not suffer anymore, and I asked for some time alone with him. We laid there with him, and he sort of came back to us. He started talking, hugging, and licking our tears. It was probably the hardest goodbye of my entire life. I lay on the floor with him and cuddled as he was sedated and then fell asleep. I couldn't stay there when they did the final injection, so I left. A grown man, bawling my eyes out, I dreaded that not only had I said goodbye to my best friend, but I still had to tell the kids. When I arrived home, I used the private entrance to my office. I wanted to try to get myself together before I told them. When we sat them down, the questions began to fly: "Where is Rosco?"; "Can we still have the party?"; "Are you sad?" It was a lot to swallow as I began to explain the best way I could. You see, Evie was Rosco's person, and Evie is my 7-year-old mini-genius of a daughter. She wants to write and direct movies when she grows up. A 7-year-old prodigy. She was very quiet and just looked at me with an odd expression as I tried to use what my parents told me when my dog had passed when I was 11: "God needed him for a higher purpose", "He's in heaven with God now..." After many tears and some more questions, Evie finally spoke, "So, God has Rosco?" "Yes, he's in Heaven." I replied. "So, God stole my dog? Why can't he get his own dog?" She snapped back. I honestly didn't know what to say, as she then began to ask more questions, "Where does God live?" To which Brooklyn replied, "I think he lives on Mount Olympus, like in the Hercules movie!" You see, my kids really love Disney's Hercules movie. This led to Evie telling me her story. Her story was something that was full of humor and the zany ideas of a 7-year-old like how she was going to do all these wonderful, adventurous, epic-like things, just to get in Zeus' face and say, "Give me my dog back!" It inspired me; it made me feel better, and it made her feel better. She came back a few hours later and had drawn some pictures. She wrote word balloons and said it was to be her comic book, and that she wanted me and Derrick (Fish) to help her make it. Derrick Fish, a talented writer/artist, is also a close family friend. I spoke to Derrick a few hours later and, sort of in a "ha ha, kids say the darndest things" way, told him her idea. Derrick immediately said we should do it. So, here we are, I present to you: "Fetch: An Odyssey"!
Some of the rewards we will be offering!
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