My story, 'The Love She Wanted' was inspired by metal health and its struggles. The emotion I felt when I put it into words was honestly mixed. I was dealing with an important issue and I think I handled it well (I hope). My story still has a long way to go and so, I still have a lot to deal with. For now, you can look at the truth of dealing with mental health and based on a certain character in this series.
And so this is my story.
My latest novel was inspired by two very different stories, that came to me in very different situations. When those two stories eventually collided in my mind, my novel was born.
The first bit of the story, came to me while I was at a bar, a little drunk, a bit bored and looking around. They had a decoration that was a skull with a rose in its mouth. As weird as that might sound, it sparked a short story in me. I went home that night after spending the last couple of hours thinking of my idea, wrote a draft in a state of drunken inspiration, saved it and went to bed.
The second story is a bit more completed. I remember seeing this cartoon as a kid, and it had a scene that drastically changed the way I looked at stories. The ending was so unexpected to me that I always remembered it with awe. Whenever I had conversations about life-changing moments, I would tell people about that scene and how it had such an unpredictable ending (for my then way too young mind) that it made me fall in love with storytelling. Skip forward about a decade, if not more, I am telling this story to a friend and we decide to watch this scene again (up until this point I was telling people about it but I never went back to watch it again), only to discover that the scene is not how I remember it. It was NOTHING AT ALL like what I remembered. It was a very boring and standard scene in fact with a VERY predictable ending. So my friend said I should write down my version of the scene (I had already told him what I remembered before we watched it) because it sounded way better than what we saw. And that is how the second short story came to be.
Eventually, these two short stories came together and gave birth to the story of my latest novel, Kingdom of the Red Rose. If you want to read it, I am uploading an episode twice a week (every Tuesday and Friday) here on Tapas.
First of all, I got into nonfiction writing as a way to process loneliness awhile back. I'd turn my journal entries into these surrealist, almost fantastical vignettes to try to help myself see the beauty in myself and in life in that empty feeling time. i've yet to combine that feeling with true fiction, but i can definitely see how powerful that can be for creativity. <3333
My comic, like nearly everything I've ever written, was a dream. More specifically, a terrible sleep paralysis hallucination. I've got chronic sleep paralysis, and those experiences have inspired a lot. But it's more than that, because, in addition to this very un-fun hallucination, there was a man there who has been appearing in my dreams for YEARS. An entirely unique person, nobody I've ever seen in my life. And that's not strange for me, I create random people in my dreams all the time, many of whom are reoccurring.
But this this one stands out. Because had the most horrible vibes I'd ever felt. Whenever I'd see him in a dream, I'd get this awful feeling, like I NEEDED to wake myself up. So I combined this man with my hallucination and boom, there's a horror story. maybe it's a way to conquer him, and everything else that haunts me. or maybe it's not that deep and i just wanted to draw my nightmare robots.
Before making his simple, comic depiction, I drew Duckie realistically, exactly how he appeared in my dreams. It was HORRIFYING to look at. I'll make an excuse to include that realistic drawing of him in my actual comic at some point, but for now it just gets to haunt me!!
A friend of mine converted from being a Christian to being a Muslim and it got me thinking about how people can change their entire ideological framework. A couple of hours of thinking and I guess I got hooked onto how people would react if their entire ideological framework was proven to be false. Would people come out better in that situation? Would they come out worse? How would they relate to their reality and themselves? So the book is me being philosophical about it and speculating about it.
https://m.tapas.io/episode/22503271
Check it and give it a read.
In 2019 I went to Iceland, and had an idea for a webcomic about norse mythology, but I never wrote it down. Fast forward a few months, and it was the middle of the 1st 2020 lockdown. I was bored and sad, so I thought to myself "Dammit, I'm writing that viking webcomic."
8 years ago I was lying down and then pop up a thought "how about make a comic from a mute girl I randomly doodled". I'm not joking the starting was really that simple.
Whenever i would read/watch fantasy romance it always had pretty toxic ships, so i would think of a way to make it cute/healthy relationship 
Then i actually made plot for my story and it isn't only romance, but romance does play quite a big part in it.
I just kinda wanted to start writing short comics so I picked a theme that I resonated with and ran with it.
Always wanted to write a story, thought having a character using venom as a primary ability would've been interesting so I built on that along with wanting to build a world with unique creatures.
My initial inspiration was some scrapped ideas for a novel I had been intending to write but which I scrapped due to today’s political climate. Needless to say, it was about a snowman terrorist and his time being spent in limbo for one thousand years. The novel was in turn inspired by, who else, that snowman Olaf. I also claim inspiration from Raymond Briggs’ The Snowman and other works about snowmen.
Hi there! I originally created Tabby Rabbit as a set of stickers on stipop (you can go see them if you want) and someone commented that they would like to see more of this chaotic creature, that left me wondering what kind of adventures someone like Tabby Rabbit could have. Just the thought of all the adorable chaos this little creature could create was all it took to start sharing these chaotic adventures with everyone.
People always talk about how scary the dark is. How they fear something is there, watching them, or how they fear the unknown that lurks within the darkness. Me being a horror writer I decided to flip that fear. What if in the daytime, you saw the monsters that you were scared of. You feared the light for it brought them to life and at night you were at rest from them. Since I love writing about monsters, most of the monsters were heavily based on Zdzisław beksiński's untitled paintings of his nightmares.
Every great artwork starts with a blank canvas, Sometimes not knowing what it'll be let's it turn into something better.
I feel that, but sometimes I think TV or movie romances are too safe. In real life I see things as more toxic, dangerous, codependent, and wobbly. But sometimes those kind of relationships can work even better, plus they can be a lot more interesting. Take Mr and Mrs Smith for example. But I get wanting to take negative examples of love and making them better.
