Dia duit! Yes, L.B. is properly here and writing! Apologizes for the lack of my presence in the last few weeks, things have been BUSY.
For this post we will have some more updates, so here we go!
What We’ve Been Working On
We have been all around the past two weeks, writing, reading, and editing several chapters. We have now finished over half! Most of the others are also well on their way. Yay for motivation and productivity!
Nearing the end of this endeavor, mixed feelings about that.
Illustration is one of the biggest difficulties at the moment, because someone (me) can’t draw without a reference and someone (also me) is picky about the other person’s (Bea’s) drawings, when it comes to this, don’t get me wrong, I love her art.
So, a lot of emotions at the moment, joy, relief, sadness, frustration, etc.
A Snippet From This Week
From chapter 10
Roo donned her green cap and shoved her hair into it. This done, she began to read.
“Sir Ardington, you hath slain your own blood, the flesh of your flesh, your brother Luceinto! If you hath the strength to slay one of your own, I fear greatly what you shall do unto me!”
At this Sir Ardington drew his sword, a branch that had been found on the way up, and thought suitable for the role, and began to read.
“Ah, dear Dominic, what I shall do unto you this day will be spoken of for many a decade, many a century! The world will go on, but the stories will remain, for this day—” A small pause followed for suspense, then both cried, “We make history!”
There was a short battle, but with one mighty swing of his sword the deed was done, and Dominic screeched and screamed just as someone truly stabbed would.
“And now, with my eyes resting upon the blue beyond, I…die…” And with that, Sir Dominic collapsed into the grass, let out a little yelp, then lay still, looking everything like a dead corpse.
[Copyright of A Tale of Three Lassies, Beatrice Brown, and L.B.]
Drawings by Bea
Love how that rhymes with the last one’s.
But yeah, like I said, I need a reference to draw almost anything, and I also take FOREVER, because I’m a perfectionist, so you get more of Bea’s lovely The Game art.
Well, I don’t have anything else to add, so until next time, when we have Feilica’s analysis!
Fair thee well for another week.
A Tale of Three Lassies 