Saturday, September 27, 2014

Picture Saturday: Fanart takeover.

"It's raining," Treskie remarks. "It's raining like there's no friggen tomorrow. It's torrential."

Le sigh.

I like rain. I prefer rain over merely gray days. But sometimes rain makes me feel melancholy.

*Feels melancholy*



I'm freaking out, because I have a feeling book two is going to end sad, and I'm afraid to finish.

Basically I love Ronan. Also Gansey. So I spent the majority of this week fan-arting about the Raven Boys.

Therefore, we are going to start out with Noah. Because Noah is a dear.

And then we have Adam, who is mostly a dear, but also a little stupid.

And then we have Ronan, whom I adore against my better judgment. He is sad. And bratty. And Irish. And I love him.

And then... for some reason, I can't draw Gansey. Gansey's special, and I love him as much as I love Ronan. But Gansey's special for some reason, and I need to get him right, and I can't. So we have like a bajillian rough drafts of his face, which ended up with me going, "What the freak, why can't I draw Ganseyface?"

 Boom. First try.

Boom. The second try. 
And this is when I started labeling them. 
As Not Gansey. 

Boom. The third try. 

And the fourth try. 

.... The fifth try. 

Which is probably one of my favorites, but still not Gansey.  

And then we have the one that I think was the best... 
Mostly because I did it in like ten minutes before we started Grimm, when I'd given up on getting him right. 

After miserably failing with Gansey, I did Blue.

And then I did a cartoon of Blue and Gansey, because... ehem. I ship it. Gansey randomly decides to rename Blue. So he renames her Jane. And it's so cute and weird. Gah. I dunno. (ignore her freaky pointer finger.)

And lastly (for the moment) we have the group shot of Blue's Boys. Because I LOVE it when she refers to them as her boys.

Moving on, we have the batter that I did when I was on the phone with mah sister. (hence the weird hands.)

And then we have the fanart for one of Jack's Haphazard books.

I did a few rough drafts for that, which I discarded in disgust.

And lastly, I have a real ninja, because apparently someone *coughJesscough* didn't think my ninja assassin last week qualified as a ninja. So here. Are you happy now? 


I'm thinking there might possibly be a vlog coming up soon.

Which one is your favorite?
Have you read Raven Boys?
Do you love Raven Boys!

I finally got around to drawing my new signature. What do you think?



Saturday, September 20, 2014

Picture Saturday: Which is, for a change, not laden with fanart.


I made it. I made it, and I am proud of myself. Picture Saturday is up on Saturday, and I'm excited.

Oh yeah, GRIMM GIFS!

So let's see. This week, the pictures are a mix of very rough li'l doodles, and more in depth stuff. *cough ehem* I mean rough li'l doodles, okay?

1.) Le sad girl. She wasn't supposed to be sad. She just turned out looking like someone broke her heart and crushed her soul. (Like a grape.)

2.) Le rough selfie one. Because you know that's what it looks like when you take a selfie in public.

3.) Le Eponine. Les Mis is basically a show in which everyone weeps and then dies. ('Pologies for the slightly askew look of it. I didn't use my ruler.)

4.) Le Ninjaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Who, the longer I look at, the less I like. What is the deal with her left arm? Like for real.

5.) Le random fairy in the air.

6.) LE FLAME THAT FELL IN LOVE WITH AN OAK TREE. I dunno how it's gonna work out, because she's a flame, and he's made of fire food, but I just really ship it. (hehehe. Hehehe. Maybe she'll light his fire. Hehehehehehe. Eheh.)

7.) Le thing I can't decide if it's cute or seriously disturbing.

8.) Le Blue from Raven Boys!!!!!!!

9.) Le Angel of Music piece that I did while I was listening to the Phantom of the Opera (which is my favorite musical.) I'm not going to lie, I'm cranky that the words look so slanted. And I'm also angsty that Christine appears horrifically stumpy and disproportionate. It looks better in real life, I think.

And last but not least...

10.) Le gymnast that I drew than then was feeling wild and made into a gif. *eyeballs you* Too weird?

Soo, which one is your favorite? Do you like the colored ones? (I'm self-conscious about the colored ones. lol.)

We're having artichokes for dinner tonight, and I am so excited.

And then after dinner..... *drumroll* More Grimm. Ehehehe.


That is all.
I'm going now.


Le Frenchiest Fry

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Darling calm down, calm down, you lose yourself in the clouds...

It has been yet another great age since I have blessed you all with my presence.

I'm sure none of you really care, but that's beside the point. Saying things like "blessing you with my presence" makes me feel important.

It's hard to blog without WiFi.
(Which, because of the Pearls Before Swine comic below, I have taken to referring to as wifey instead of wifi.)

Anyway, lately, I've been busy. It was a long week last week, we had a couple of huge weddings to make at the flower shop, so I worked a lot. This week has been much calmer and I've had time to draw and read and watch a fantastic multitude of Grimm.

Five Gloriously Random Facts:

Fact the First: After finishing Scorpio Races, I raided my sister's bookshelf and started on Raven Boys. (Actually, I didn't need to raid the shelf. She willingly let me borrow it.)

I finished it today. 

Fanart coming soon. Possibly. Eheh. I need to draw at least one illustration for Jack's book this week.

Don't worry, Hannah. I shall read 100 Cupboards as soon as I'm done with book two of the Raven Boys.

Fact the Second: Going home after moving out makes me homesick.

Fact the Third. I actually watched The Incredible Hulk! And hey, it wasn't like I thought it would be. I was all sad for Bruce Banner, and I really liked it a lot. (One bed scene, I think, but other than that, pretty clean.)

Lou Ferrigno had a cameo, which delighted geeky me no end. I was like, "IT'S THE HULK!" and yeah.... *cough*

The must have Stan Lee cameo....

And the Tony cameo, which also delighted me, because I like his and Bruce's friendship in Avengers.

And frankly, I was sad, because I liked the tiny, crazy English/Russian man... you know, before he monsterfied himself.

And of course, this part. Which made me giggle, because I TOO am a beast when I'm.... hungry.

Fact the Fourth. I really want to learn how do to color when I draw, because black and white is all very well, (and kind of my favorite), but I want to know that if push comes to shove, I can color. I'm actually working on an odd sort of picture which involves a flame and a manly wood nymph, but I'm not posting it yet.

Fact the Fifth: GRIMM.

CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT HOW AWESOME THIS SHOW IS? WHY ISN'T IT MORE POPULAR. We literally watched the entire first season in a week. There are 22 episodes. When I'm all caught up, I'm going to do a review, because... because....


I've pretty much come to the conclusion that I just have a thing for cop shows. They are the best. And cops + twisted fairytales + friendships + witty dialogue + fight scenes? Yessssssss.


Anyway. That is what comes of having no WiFi. lol. That is my current life up to speed, and I shall attempt to get Picture Saturday up on Saturday for a change.


Sunday, September 7, 2014

"Tell me what it's like. The race."

Let's talk Scorpio Races.

Oh my gosh, Scorpio Races!!

*le squeak*

It was fabulous.

So I'm going to review it. And the review will be peppered with my fanart because I read it and immediately obsessed and drew quite a bit. 


Every November, the island of Thisby holds a dangerous event: The Scorpio Races. The riders must keep their vicious water horses from returning to the sea, and race to the finish line. Some riders live. Some riders die. 

Puck Connolly signs up -- the first woman to ever race.

Sean Kendrick is the returning champion, racing for more than just winning.

And it's November.

So the sea is calling to the horses.


Scorpio Races was one of those books I wasn't sure I wanted to read. I mean, my sister loved it, so I was pretty sure I would like it too. But it just sounded weird. Like a Hunger Games type thing. People racing demon water horses once a year. Lots of death. The race is an event. It was not really something I felt like I wanted to spend an evening reading, ya feel me?

But then Bella got it into her head to read it and sat about the house in various states of ecstasy, looking at me and wispering, "I ship it."

FYI, Bella ships everything.*

*lies. Bella only ships** almost everything. And only when there is an obvious possibility of a relationship.

**"SHIP." v e r b? Meaning to obsessively pair couples. For example, I ship Shawn and Jules from Psych. They are a couple, and they are adorable. Therefore I ship them. Hard.

ANYWAY. Bella wispering, "I ship it."  got me into the "Oh dear. It's a romance. I don't want to." stage.

So I dug my feet in and refused, because I can be a real stubborn little turd when I want to be.

Long story short, Between Bella and Kat, and Amy, I finally sat down and..... read it in one sitting. (maybe two. But the first four chapters didn't really count, since I read the great majority of the book in one sitting.)
And my final impression of the book was one of, "Why did I put it off for so long? I am a fool."

Because OH MY GOSH, you guys.

I want to buy it. Or get it for Christmas. Or buy it. It was so good. It was so, so good.
It's been a while since I've squealed and hugged a book to my chest in delight.

Okay, so let's talk characters:


"My mother always said that I was born out of a bottle of vinegar instead of born from a womb, and that she and my father bathed me in sugar for three days to wash it off. I try to behave, but I always go back to the vinegar."

Puck surprised me by making me like her. In books especially, (and specifically YA novels) I tend to find the leading ladies a royal pain. People try to write strong female characters and fail miserably by either making them A.) SO OBNOXIOUS I can't even deal, (like trying to go for sassy and sarcastic and managing only to portray utter brattiness.) or, B.) So depressingly self-sacrificing (generally in a selfish way. *coughKatnisscough*) that I find them appallingly lacking in any character whatsoever.... And then there's C.) The generic, self-serving snit that makes me run in fear of all teenage girls ever created.

Puck wasn't. Puck Connolly was spunky in a good way. She was brave without realizing it, she was kind of sweet in a mean sort of way. She's a lot more vulnerable than she lets on. She has a lot going on in her life, and the races are her way of controlling her environment. She's clever and cute, and reminds me a lot of.... Ireland. Her whole personality just reminds me so much of Ireland.


"Why do you stay?"
"The sky, and the sand, and the sea, and Corr."

Sean.... Seanyface is fabulous. He's one of those characters that will always be a little bit mysterious. You know that he's an orphan, and that his father died in the Scorpio Races. You know that he loves aspects of the races, and that he and his horse have a special connection. But that... that's pretty much it. He's reserved and quiet, even when he's the one narrating. He loves horses. Even the water horses. He's a lonely sort of character who is taken by surprise by Puck. He's actually very gentle and thoughtful.

Sean has a cool relationship with Corr, the water horse. It's epic, the way the author describes how much he loves Corr. He loves everything about that horse, he loves riding that horse, he loves racing that horse, he loves training that horse. He and Corr are a team.

"My thighs sting from the friction of the saddle. My arms ache from holding up two thousand pounds of hourse. I have forgotten what it is like to be warm and what a full night's sleep feels like, and what my name sounds like spoken instead of shouted across yards of sand.
I am so, so alive."

He is seriously one of the coolest guys I've read about in a while.


"It's the first day of November, and so, today, someone will die."

That. Is. The. First. Line.
It's odd how well it worked out.
They don't really portray the Scorpio Races as a good thing, which I liked, because people shouldn't portray evil water horses and death as a good thing.... that would be very wrong.

"Tell me what it's like. The race."

"What it's like is a battle. A mess of horses and men and blood. The fastest and strongest of what is left from two week of preparation on the sand. It's the surf in your face, the deadly magic of November on your skin, the Scorpio drums in the place of your heartbeat. It's speed, if you're lucky. It's life and it's death, or it's both, and there's nothing like it." 

Not a whole lot happens in the book, which is odd, considering it's genre, but it works so well, you don't even realize how little happens until you finish and try to do a review on it. It's written in such a way that it sucks you in and makes you care, whether you want to or not.

There is a little romance, but it isn't the focus of the book. It's more like a secondary thing. Neither character realizes that they like the other until someone else mentions it to them.

"She stands beside Corr, looking up at him.
I want her to love him."

They're drawn to each other, but the book isn't like, "And then Sean turned around, his dark hair glistening with ocean spray. I think I want to kiss him." It's more like, "Heeeey, he's interesting. I'm fascinated by his attachment to the horse that potentially eat his face." (Which is a vulgar way of putting things, and I'm sorry, Katrina. You probably hate me for that. :)

The writing style is.... I'm not even sure how to describe it. It isn't typical YA. It's... beautiful to read. And I don't usually go in for beautiful writing, but this is a special kind of beautiful. Maggie Stiefvater has a way of describing things so perfectly, it almost takes your breath away. Like, "WOW THAT WAS PERFECT, I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT SHE MEANS."


Okay wow. This was such a different take on water horses, I was infatuated. They come from the sea, and they're part of the sea, but they're still horses. They can be almost normal, or they can turn into monsters that are mad with the call of the sea. It's so neat. They're big and powerful, and magical... and yeah. I was quite taken with her take on them.

"The water horses are hungry and wicked, vicious and beautiful, hating us and loving us."


I have never wanted to visit the ocean so badly in my life. The way she describes the island makes me want to travel to Ireland and sit on cliffs, in the wind, and watch water horses come out of the waves. The island is wild place, strong and unpredictable, like the sea it's in. You feel like you're there, and that is so awesome.

"Happiness isn't something this island yeilds easily; the ground is too rocky and the sun too sparse for it to flourish." 

You should all just read it. There are some mild swear words, but nothing a teenager can't deal with. It's exhilarating and exciting. The writing style is awesome, the characters are awesome, the story is really awesome, and in case you couldn't tell, I highly recommend it.

It's the first day of November.
And so,
someone will die.