So happy to be able to say that Lost Moon Holler is finally published. This is a childrens' book that is based upon the mural me and my Husband painted last summer in Charleston, West Virginia. It was written and published by Jeanne Stevenson, the co-owner of Echo-Literary Arts. It is available now!
A warmth fills your chest. As you reach out to hold it, you can feel it spread to your neck and your arms. A heart beats next to yours and there is a warm breath on your shoulder. It's comfy here.
Thanks so much again to the HUNDREDS of y’all who’ve already pre-ordered my upcoming book! 🥺💖
Hoping to share more sneak peeks and snippets on the road to release day, so here’s another close up of the cover art for now! (Did I mention there are gonna be some color pages? 👀)
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(PRINT RELEASE CURRENTLY SCHEDULED FOR APRIL 2024)
I was devastated the moment I read it... Donnie's probably planning his vegneance... On someone who doesn't have a tangible body... but well what does it matter for a genuis like himself, right!?
@dandylovesturtles you shattered my heart. again. thank you so much for this amazing fanfic again!
After David tells him that his ex has arrived for Career Day and it’s not even the Wheeler that he asked for, Steve marches over to Mike like, “What are you doing here?”
Wow, David thinks to himself. He’s been told that Steve has some problems with his memory - apparently he compensated for it with a truly insane online calendar - but he didn’t expect him to forget about a whole human being. Just, wow.
Steve loudly tells Mike that he’s never had a real job and Mike scoffs at him and tells him that he wrote for a comic book website for three years. Journalism is just writing with a fancy degree. Will and Mike created a comic book together so, “I’m published.”
“Robin is published,” Steve stresses (Steve’s best friend, David knows that one). “If that was the only qualification I wanted than I would’ve asked Robin to come.”
They start squabbling again in whispered voices so David turns to Dustin and tries to alleviate some of the awkwardness with, “Steve, uh, really has a type, huh?”
Dustin squints at him, “Did you just meet him? Today?”
Happy One Year Anniversary to the Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Movie ❤️💙💜🧡
A future young adult Mikey gif for you!
It has been waiting in my drafts for a bit, but I think such an occasion can't be ignored!
I'm so happy for the movie, I add to the never ending praises as it's one of the best animated movies ever, but also my never ending gratitude for awakening and building the fandom to the wonderful state it is in.
There was a storm during my first journey to Dunwall. Thick dark clouds covering the skies, waves crushing into ship's sides. Standing on the ship's deck, I've witnessed something I'll never forget: a Leviathan, rising from the water's surface. It felt like for that spare moment the time had stopped. A giant whale-like creature cut through the water with his fins, glistening against the cloudy sky with his dark skin. Seagulls looked like nothing but countless specks floating around him. His powerful body was covered in countless scars with the sight of which I wondered: how many of them were left by other animals and how many - by humans? Beneath his skin - fat, powering his huge body. Hundreds of other whales were killed for that precious fat, later to be turned into whale oil, that would soon power one of the ships like the one I was boarding. But he was still alive, with his power still flowing through his body, only for him to use. How many nets has he torn? How many hooks had grappled his flesh and than torn out of it with a mighty tail's swing? How will he die: in whalers' hands, getting his flesh turned into food and his fat turned into fuel, or will he die of age, turning his body into a home for a new ecosystem? I saw his eyes, full of pain and hatred, but also of intelligence.
He had enough power to turn over the ship and drown everyone boarding it. But he didn't do that, diving back into the water and swimming away instead. Maybe, if he was trying to avenge himself and other whales, driven by hatred, he wouldn't be any better than humans? I didn't think about that back then, not how I think about it now, after all those years of trial my fate has set for me. In this realm I inherited Leviathan's philosophy.
[Excerpt from Lord-Protector's memoirs - by Corvo Attano]
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