Stories Are Blooming


Hello friends! Not much art to post lately, I've been making things out of words.

Writing days are so different from drawing days...using words instead of sharpened pencils; pulling things out of silence, instead of blank white paper. It feels right to be writing again though, like both of my feet are on the ground now, all of me is awake and something is blooming. I've been waiting years to give myself the time. The beginning of a YA novel showed up on Leap Day and I've been living in it since. Research is filling my days too, so I'm running between local libraries with a pocket full of nonfiction call numbers (yes!) because of course, it's a touch historical... :)