So I'm fairly certain I've failed Sketchavember and that catching up is nowhere in sight. But that doesn't mean all stop! I've still got this nostalgic masterpiece (the WIP featured above) I'm slowly progressing on. Its a big one and the next stretch apart from the coloring is some serious linework that's extremely daunting. But hey! Keeping at it!
In the mean time I'm been organizing my writing. I'm pulling apart the first chapter and assembling a numbered event log to refer to as I re-write each section. It already seems like that will help make it much easier than going through a ridiculously long (22 page) chapter, editing and dissecting it as I go which has actually proven to be a nightmare. At the same time I get to brainstorm and the ideas are all coming together! I'm so eager to get this thing written because I'm extremely impatient, but the truth is that the longer time I take to work out details and become inspired by outside sources, the better my plots and such become! Super awesome.
Here's a rubbish, unedited piece I was prompted to writ this evening for some of my original characters:
The two boys were in the field up the hillside near their home. Luai was watching them spar-- with the occasional fooling around and wrestling as all young pups do. Lylli decided the only way to get a formal meeting was to introduce herself. She'd followed them out into the field that day.
"So this is the infamous 'Luai'", she said, approaching him for the first time.
He turned to the beauty, surprised at her introduction and let out a chuckle, "Uh-oh heh heh," he smiled as if he was in for it, not having met her sooner.
Lylli returned the smile, "my boys speak of nothing else lately."
"I'm sorry," he laughed apologetically.
"No its wonderful," she corrected, "they're very taken with you. What you're doing for them-- its what they need; its more than their father ever did for them."
Luai was curious about that. Boys should have a father, one to teach them to hunt and to grow up with respect. Perhaps they had a misfortune, either way he couldn't help but be curious, "If I may ask, where is their father?"
Lyli's gaze shifted to her boys in the field, who were now distracted from their lesson and had engaged in wrestling and play. Her smile softened, "he walked out on us some time ago. He didn't treat them well. He began to feel held down and... he left."
Luai's eyes shifted, "I'm sorry to hear that."
Lylli's smile returned again and out came a spirited response, "don't be. Its his loss."
The two locked eyes and smiled at one another. "Look at me, telling you our sad stories," she said sweetly. And in the warmest tone he replied, "Its perfectly fine."
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