new brodooown
Drawing a couple things from Japanese myths, having a blast. This is one of four, a Rokurokubi. Next are kappas, appropriately I got myself in the mood by eating a boatload of sushi tonight. Haha, boatload.
Also, there was a new brodown up yesterday, naturally! Actually it was up on Sunday because as soon as I’m not at work my productivity goes up 110%. So early update! There are some more pages left in this chapter before it wraps and then I’m going to take another month break to go back and touch things up because I- I want to collect chapter one up in print! So we’ll be doing this.
Since I finished John Green I needed to fill a void with more reading, so I put a butt ton of books all up on my kindle and now I’m finally reading Anansi Boys. By and large I love Neil Gaiman- he can do things with myths and words and stories that makes everything sound magical, but most importantly, it’s interesting. I had to experience Neverwhere three times- the book, the comic and the tv series (I’d rank them in that order, too). Sandman remains my favorite comic, um, ever. And even American Gods, the book I had to restart three times before I could finally finish it what with that enormously boring bit in the middle and the mess of confusion at the end sold me as far as a legitimate piece of entertainment. So it goes without saying that I love Neil Gaiman, but I’ll say it again anyway- I love Neil Gaiman. With that said, there seem to be an awful lot of ordinary men (generally British) who lead melancholic and fantastically normal lives only to become swept up in the extraordinary where they discover that while they are still mind numbingly normal they have a Greater Purpose and will Do Great Things. So many instances that it has become uncanny. Too uncanny.
Neil.
Is this your fantasy.
Mirrored from blogging hero halloran.