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The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Birdies

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Flairé: Anyway, let’s go to the city! You should have a look around now that you’re here.

Leslie (looks at him): O-okay.

(walk hand in hand, birdies)

Sorry for being late today. I didn’t have this one drawn or anything, so I did that as soon as I got home from church and JUST finished. That’s… four hours? Eeek, that’s a bit longer than I wanted to spend on it. But look! It’s incredibly colourful! I decided not to be lame, and put in a background! I wonder what they’re looking at in the last panel?

Oh, and I used some coloured Sharpies for some of the colour this time, and they go down so smoothly it’s incredible. You can see it in two trees and a bush in the first panel!

Summary of the Novel

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In Microsoft Word, buried in the Options in a list of unused functions, is an ‘autosummary’ function. I found out about this on the NNWM website, and made some summaries of my novel (which sucks, by the way, so I’m going to have to rewrite most of it and cut the rest – because I can’t revise something already written. I just want to keep what I wrote the first time, which does not help me improve!). Anyway, here is a 14 word summary. …Flairé is oddly pleased with it, but he wants me to let you know that the ‘cried’ doesn’t refer to tears.

Zela… “Zela! “Zela?”

“Run, Flairé!” Flairé?”

“Flairé? Flairé smiled. Flairé cried. “Flairé?

Flairé cried.

The 48 word version and the 98 word version are pretty much exactly the same, just… more.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I think my novel should now be called “Flairé Gets Called a Lot“.

The Totally Not-Canon Adventures of Flairé: Not Very Helpful Explanations

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Leslie: What is going on?

Flairé: I dunno, but… …you’re here, right?

Leslie: So… do you know Jen?

Flairé: Yeah, of course! D’you think that just because you’ve travelled back in time a few million years that I wouldn’t know my best friend?

Leslie: Even though she’s not actually born yet?

Flairé: Uh, yeah. I guess that would be the case. *THINKING*

Leslie: hahaha (He’s just as odd as Jen said he’d be… but he’s nice and friendly. But how did I get here, and what am I going to do?)

Whoohoo! And it’s time for another page. No background because I still don’t trust myself on ’em.

Leslie politely demands an explanation; Flairé is singularly useless at explaining things in a straightforward fashion. (I think second-to-last panel has him looking very pretty. <3 ) I wonder if he’s acting clueless in order to string the reader along with mystery. …Nah, that can’t be it. He’s just clueless.

Haven’t drawn the next page! I’d better get some done before next week! It’ll be an adventure!

I think his eyes are too light. I’m going to start using the dark green marker for him.

Flairé’s Ride, Part 2

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SAFE is not the word he'd use to describe it.

SAFE is not the word he’d use to describe it.

And the thrilling conclusion to the horse chase yesterday! Sort of. He makes it to the next village ahead of the raiders, and I had extra space so I drew a butterfly. His butterfly. Whatever. I mean his butterfly cloak pin. Whatever. This picture and the one before it were inspired by Mark Knopfler’s Speedway at Nazareth. Which is a song about racecars. Go figure.

Flairé’s Ride, Part 1

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Ride 'em cowboy! Ummmmm... no?

Ride ’em cowboy! Ummmmm… no?

I used my soft-sketchy pencils for this one. Inspired by the Mark Knopfler song Speedway at Nazareth, especially the 5 minute instrumental second half (and maybe just a little bit of the horse race part of The Reivers suite by John Williams). I would say whoohoo but it’s not that great. Again, it’s just a concept. I was drawing while listening to the music so I had to work really fast. And by fast I mean that I blocked out the frames, and then scribbled in with just a couple strokes what happened in each frame, and then sketched it in full afterwards.

Flairé has been sent by his mother to warn the next village over that the main front is retreating to their position. Or something. Flairé is still quite young, a teenager, really, and quite cocky, and not really the fighting equal of those chasing him – yet. He is their equal at horse-riding. WOOT GO FLAIRÉ. The last frame is three poses within seconds of each other; he’s somehow spun around, watching the curve to see if his pursuers will come around the bend in the cliff, but then wheels his horse around and gallops off before they show up.

Guys, I can’t draw horses. Stop trying to tell me I can. : P

I Have Walked in Sunlit Forests

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This is a poem I found on my computer last night while looking for a scene between Flairé and Marteth that I wrote a long time ago. I mean, I wrote both the scene and the poem a long time ago, though I’m pretty sure the poem came first. I’m not sure who the speaker is, but it’s either Zela or Flairé. So I decided to put it up today, rather than a picture. It’s an overly poetic description of the Pacific Northwest in free verse (I think).

 

 

I have walked in sunlit forests

Where the only sound was my breath

The golden light was all around me

And life was golden in the silence

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Jen Cosplay Sketch

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It's a little tiny elf-person-thing! ...Wait, that's me.

It’s a little tiny elf-person-thing! …Wait, that’s me.

This I drew to illustrate Zela’s sword for the purposes of obtaining my own for Hallowe’en. That’s why this picture DOESN’T LOOK LIKE ZELA AT ALL. I was planning to ink and colour me, and then draw Zela in pencil behind, showing that I’m very short in comparison being her, but am not her. But I never got around to it because this one didn’t turn out as good as I’d hoped. Some other time, I’ll do that. Oh, and that reminds me, I need to bug my dad about the pictures from this Hallowe’en.

I wrote so much on my NNWM last night… something like 4000 words. They just wouldn’t stop coming! I just got inspiration for the scene (the meeting between Zela and Lilar the silver dragon) and wrote and wrote and wrote. Of course, then I slept in until 11:00 this morning and missed my chance of going to study Mendelssohn. But I will still practice piano! After I write just a little more… I’m actually ahead! And I’ll be more ahead this evening! I’ve decided I’m going to try and catch up to XiaoCaity from the True Magic forum. She’s at 25,000 words right now, and I’m at 17,000. The candy thing (little reward after every 200, or 500 words) is actually kind of redundant. But it’s nice to have candy. Mmmm……

The Totally Not Canon Adventures of Flairé: That’s Right!

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Flairé: Hey there! How are you?

Leslie: …I…uh…

Flairé: Well, I’m very pleased to see you. Miss Leslie, right?

Leslie: F-flairé…..?

Flairé: That’s right!

Whoo! It seems that Flairé already knows Leslie somehow. How could that be? Oh my dear goodness!

I don’t actually know. Yet. But I always have fun drawing Flairé. Stupidly faint coloured pencil background because I felt pen felt too permanent and I’m not so good at backgrounds yet.

W00t! I broke the 10,000 word mark in the Zela novel! I introduced an awesome new character whom I only vaguely knew before as “that friendly guy” and he had never appeared in text before, just in my head. I named him Tam.