The writing puzzle I had to solve for this page was “how does Cass, who can only bleat, communicate a complicated plan of action to Flint?” It turns out goat stubbornness and a good old-fashioned head butt do wonders. I’m[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Thirteen’s scene had a few lines of internal thoughts, but after drawing the page, I was happy seeing how her thoughts came through in the art alone. Words would have been redundant. I didn’t notice until the moment I started[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
While drawing this page, the moment I had been dreading for years finally arrived: I got completely fed up with drawing woods. In my original plan for this chapter I hoped to fend off this situation by drawing a handful[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Thirteen’s scene was intended for later in the chapter. The scene that was originally going to happen on this page wasn’t working right; I wasn’t feeling it for reasons I couldn’t figure out. So I stopped trying to write around[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The hardest thing when writing this section was deciding on the right mix of which characters should know which bits of information about the status of the other characters. If nobody knew if Thirteen was safely up in the tree,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…