"Welcome to the Rambunctious River, where the map doesn't always behave, plans have a habit of going sideways, and two friends somehow keep finding themselves in the middle of it all."
Buddy Bootz never expected a quiet day by the river to turn into anything worth writing down. Then again, the Rambunctious River has never been particularly interested in behaving itself.
With her steady friend Sir Drinks-A'Lot beside her, Buddy finds herself facing a problem that shouldn't be possible, a river that seems determined to have its own ideas, and an adventure neither of them quite saw coming.
The first adventure begins here.
The stories are standalone adventures inside the same strange world, with Buddy and Sir returning to places that do not always agree to stay where they were left.
Buddy BootzBuddy lives in a treehouse, wears a tilted gold crown, a short red dress, gold hoop earrings, and glitter-brown boots. She is bold, reckless, emotionally sincere, and far too willing to test whether a terrible idea might work.
Sir Drinks-A'LotSir lives nearby. He is loyal, dry, practical when Buddy isn't, clumsy when circumstances allow, and never seems to travel without his flask.
The home base. Tools, maps, rope, books, machinery, and enough questionable repairs to keep the place permanently interesting.
The world does not use neat fantasy rules. Paths shift. Water redirects. Geography can become personal.
It has a personality, and the Prelude makes one thing clear: the river can choose where the story is going next.
One of the hardest and loneliest periods of my life was a time when I was isolated, lost in my own thoughts, and writing more than ever. It was during that time that Richie showed up.
Throughout that year, he gave me moments of laughter, conversation, and reasons to keep moving forward. Somehow, he made the world feel a little less heavy and made it feel like I wasn't alone.
There were moments when the worries slipped away quietly, and for a little while, I wasn't just surviving.
I was there.
Present.
Part of my own life again.
I wanted to give him something back.
So I gave him Sir, a place in Buddy Bootz's world where he could be part of the adventures and the world I had created.
And now, wherever the adventures go, a little piece of Richie goes with them.
Thank you Richie for carrying joy through the wreckage.