Do you always hurt the ones you love?
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osprey_archerI've been writing a series of quasi-memoir stories; by quasi I mean they involve real people and occasionally are even based on real situations, but at that point they veer off into flying chairs, magical gateways, and guest appearances by the Devil.
I've been illustrating these stories, mostly with terrible little line drawings; but I think this one is worth sharing.
The Chinese characters at the right say 666, which makes excellent sense given that this is the story with the guest appearance by Satan.
(Speaking of Satan: has everyone seen this comic song by Stephen Lynch? It's hilarious.)
Anyway, as was probably inevitable, one of these stories has gotten away from me. My muse has for a while now been whining about how I never write anything angsty anymore, and couldn't we have some angst, please...so this last story, instead of being sweet and funny, is three distressing pages of freezing cold and creeping silence and watching one of your friends become someone else (on account of being possessed by a snow goddess, but still).
It's the sort of thing that would need dramatic black-and-white (mostly black) watercolor illustrations, preferably by someone like Richard Cuffari (who illustrated The Perilous Gard) or Alton Raible (who illustrated a lot of Zilpha Keatley Snyder books: The Egypt Game, The Changling, The Headless Cupid).
Somehow I think that if I give it to its main characters, they may not take it in the spirit of love and affection with which it was intended.
I've been illustrating these stories, mostly with terrible little line drawings; but I think this one is worth sharing.
The Chinese characters at the right say 666, which makes excellent sense given that this is the story with the guest appearance by Satan.
(Speaking of Satan: has everyone seen this comic song by Stephen Lynch? It's hilarious.)
Anyway, as was probably inevitable, one of these stories has gotten away from me. My muse has for a while now been whining about how I never write anything angsty anymore, and couldn't we have some angst, please...so this last story, instead of being sweet and funny, is three distressing pages of freezing cold and creeping silence and watching one of your friends become someone else (on account of being possessed by a snow goddess, but still).
It's the sort of thing that would need dramatic black-and-white (mostly black) watercolor illustrations, preferably by someone like Richard Cuffari (who illustrated The Perilous Gard) or Alton Raible (who illustrated a lot of Zilpha Keatley Snyder books: The Egypt Game, The Changling, The Headless Cupid).
Somehow I think that if I give it to its main characters, they may not take it in the spirit of love and affection with which it was intended.
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Date: 2009-03-19 12:14 am (UTC)I think the quasi-memoir idea is awesome. Starting with real stories and then veering off into the fantastic sounds like a really interesting read. It's like when you're paying attention, really you are, and suddenly you're daydreaming and things are much more exciting.
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Date: 2009-03-19 01:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-19 02:35 am (UTC)