The Worst Kind of Guest
My mother says guest and laundry stink after three days, Merunga has been in Kev just about that long, Eaor I’m sure, feels as though she has over-stayed her welcome.
I feel like something about my style has changed suddenly, and I can’t quite put my finger on it. Working feverishly to complete those five pages for the Talent Workshop shifted my approach, and I’m not sure how I feel about it yet. Am I more cartoony than I was? Less? Simpler to a detriment, or more clear and concise with less clutter? I don’t really know.
What I do like is how this chapter is coming along. More than ever (even though I say this every time,) I feel like I’m hitting all of my story beats and forgetting less that needs to be included. This will be the first chapter that I think will really genuinely truly feel complete in and of itself, with a beginning, middle, and an end. I’m already super stoked about the pay-off that a lot of this issue sets up, and I hope it won’t disappoint.
Merunga has gotten cocky about her control over the Menagerie. You’ve illustrated her attitude perfectly in that first panel.
A little too cocky, perhaps? It’s funny, for all her years of experience, she really has a problem with that pride of hers. And the way I see it, eventually she will either learn to quell it, or it will destroy her.
She’ll be drifting towards the latter before the former.
Thanks!