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Dec 2024

I enjoy writing the process of characters getting to know each other lol. but I agree it can be tricky.

yeah, i'm not great at this yet. still working on it lol

Am I the only one who often finds the first chapter to be the hardest to write of any book? Once you know we're you're starting you can move forward, but sometimes figuring out exactly how you want to start it, even when you know what scene you'll be starting on is still pretty tricky.

Fortunately I didn't have this struggle with book two of Damsel since it's literally just starting where book one ended but still:

Now with Rigamarole I basically new exactly how I wanted it to start, so it wasn't as tricky as it could be, but for other stories, set up can be a bit hard, or perhaps properly setting (or not setting) the scene at times

this is free for everyone to read on my Patreon Public posts.

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21 days later

I have 2 that were butts to draw/write.

Believe it or not, the "Pestilence" arc was started early, around 3 years ago, and I burned out halfway through and didn't draw for 6 months. Luckily I wasn't online so I didn't have the obligation to stay on a schedule. It wasn't until last year, when my buffer was almost up, when I finally started again and finished it.

And there's "The Blind Owls", which was notorious to me because I was drawing around 30 panels almost every week to get through the arc. And guess what? I burned out HARD XD

Still, looking back I do appreciate the work I had to put in, and all that pain was worth it in the end.
(There will be more suffering in this next season, knowing me...but all will be worth it, for the story...)

21 days later

So far the opening of my comic was the hardest part for me to write, which is weird cause I usually love writing the beginning/ intros to my characters, but I had a really hard time getting it down on paper. Think it turned out ok though.

sometimes it's really the hardest because you feel the pressure to make a perfect start otherwise people won't keep reading.

17 days later
19 days later

This one was tricky. Trying to figure out how to write the sort of conversational psychological chess match that Mora and Judith had over the phone and playing with the subtle hints in a way that still made clear sense if readers could decipher it took a few tries. I was thinking Sherlock Holmes and Moriarty, except while Judith may be Moriarty, Mora is far below that level, and scared.


“Oh, thank goodness. They told me you fainted. Is everything okay? What happened?”

“I’m fine,” I fib, more or less honestly, answering the first question but ignoring the second as my tongue roots around in my mouth for a lie. “I just got a little bit…dizzy…I guess.”

No use trying to lie about that when she already knows I fainted, but that admission is already good as selling myself out.

My chest starts to feel hot and constricted, or contaminated with this nervous attempt at calm.

“Oh?” The tone is too sweet.

This is the woman who taught me how to lie, how am I supposed to trick her?

We’re playing hangman, but I’m the dummy, betting with my life, or my sanity.

“Dizzy?” There’s a slight raise in pitch at the end of the single word that seems to imply a deeper meaning, but which or what meaning she’s hinting at I can’t guess. I see that look on Judith’s face as I close my eyes and try to steady my breathing. She’s raising one thin eyebrow, always so much darker than the rest of her hair, somehow. For some reason that only makes it seem more accusing as she waits for me to answer a geography question or recite a protocol that I was supposed to have memorized.

I try to guess confidently, filling in the blanks in a sentence that she barely even started writing, but I have no idea what I’m glossing over. What she’s probably assuming.

Correctly.

“Might be heatstroke,” I say quickly, “The weather has been pretty hot lately, and it makes the air really dry.”

“Yeah, and the heat can raise vapors from any number of things.”

She says it casually, but she’s getting warmer.

1 month later

The upcoming chapter had me stumped for like two months. I swear, it's still making me lose my mind. i'm soooo nervous about the chapter I'm releasing this week, but my editor says I can't let it become writers block, so here we go...
(a short teaser)


You win.

I’m completely defeated. Trounced. Destroyed.

Just let me go home and lick my wounds.

She will always win.

But being surrounded by this level of greatness that I know I couldn’t have matched in the first place only makes this all more painful. It’s adding incense to injury, as I continue to fall painfully short of her divinity.

I thought _I could impress him..._

What a weak attempt at splendor I am.

28 days later

I would say the letter in the first chapter, or rather, how the protagonist reacts to it. I had to draw on the death of both my cat and dog to fuel it, leaving me feeling quite bad afterwards.

Please give it a try if you want. It would mean the world to me.