Is it possible that the artist could kill the writer?
It sure feels like the artist, or more properly, the drawer in me took the writer out behind the woodshed and whomped his butt good as I've drawn 8 drawings and only harvested just past 7 rows with too much practice compared to the goodness of story.
And I've got so much story waiting to come out too.
Oh bother.
Now real talk, it's the writing that is going to draw people in over the drawings that will make people write comments about how cool my stuff is.
Not that they're burying me in comments when I've only had one comment to this point.
My reply shouldn't count as a comment, but either way, I have but the one comment to this point.
That's a good question to ask myself, at least in regards to the writing of Mortuvhen.
I can't see or feel the wall.
BAWE.