This is where I'd put my clever title if I had one.

Don't you love those little moments of inspiration, little moments of genius, that happen once every rare blue moon? And then they're nearly gone, and you're once again back to your old boring unclever self.

I had a bit of character inspiration while writing Part 12 of Bridie's domain - a perfect phrase, just for her, describing her relationship with Basil. It's a bit of a spoiler I guess, cause she hasn't said it quite yet, but I just had to whip out pixlr and make it something pinnable for my Bridie's Domain board, so I wouldn't forget it.

I don't even know, make what you like, I think it's perfect, and now I couldn't even think of a clever title so it just goes to show...

le Art Dump

Guess I'll just put these here:

Just a little
experiment
with a new
style

I love this sort of Disneyish style but I always forget about it and go back to my default style.

These are some characters for a story me and The Samster
are trying to write together.

Mostly just wanted proper faces. Please excuse Summer's awful proportions. I was too lazy to redraw her.

This is supposed to be the characters from
Diana Wynne Jone's last novel:
The Islands of Chaldea.
Or at least, how I imagined them to be.

The Islands of Chaldea was such a good book. I couldn't even tell where Diana left of and her sister began. The characters were perfect and I loved Plug-Ugly.

Angel. Copied from book 7 of the Maximum Ride manga.

It's been a while since I last picked up my pencil and drew something I'm genuinely proud of. This one felt good to draw.

White Crayola pencil crayon
on black construction paper.

I've always wanted to draw white on black, but I just never properly did until now. It was so much fun. This was based off Aslan off the cover of a Chronicles of Narnia collection. I like it so much I think I might frame it.

Angel from Maximum Ride manga #7.

This was so much fun to draw. It was something new and challenging, yet it turned out amazing and brought back the feeling I get each time I draw MR fanart.

Gasman, from the cover of MR #5.

Once I finished the sketch of this one, I hated it. It was awful, plain, and a waste of good paper. Then i took my finger and started smudging. And smudging. And lo and behold this emerged and now I love it.

So yup same old same old I'm not going to bore you with an update. Go read Bridie's Domain, etc. etc.

School's out! Let's scream and shout!

Sorry. Random High School Musical tangent there.
I'm done.
Moving on.

Um, so yeah school's over, so that means I have more time for writing. More time for writing means 'Part 11 - In Which Bridie Eats Ice Cream' of Bridie's Mansion is up for you to read here. Y'all enjoy. Part 12 should be up next soon.
I tend to find that my titles for each part are often moved ahead a couple posts because I find great things to squeeze in between and by the time I get to what i actually was going to use the title for, my word count is so high I think I should start another post. Ah well. More is less. ...wait.

Now, sadly school won't be over for long, but that doesn't mean less writing in this case no, it might even mean more because I'm taking English 11 online over the summer and I'm gonna see if I can't use One Year Adventure Novel as my course, which means I can finally finish the long awaited Howl of the Silver Moon. Ack yup dying at the thought of it.
This is the moment that I realized that my teacher would be reading my writing. Ack. That's awkward. This story is actually kind of a private thing that I love and wish too keep away from the prying eyes of adults who like to read into non-existent things. In other words I hate to be judged. I'd hate to be judged based on my writing, by adults, especially considering HotSM is supposed to be a very dark and depressing book. At least, in my mind. Perhaps not so on paper but I'm working on it.
No matter. I will hopefully never meet my teach in real life.
This I say, knowing that I'm doing my course with a school with which I will, very likely, one day, briefly, meet my teacher. I try not to think of this.

Ah. So. Yeah. Summer. Yay. Finally. About time. Yes. So. Ah.

I forgot to have breakfast this morning. To busy writing. It is currently 11:45. If I had breakfast now it would be an early lunch. Brunch I guess. And then where would lunch be? Lunner? Dinch? These are trying times indeed.