Oh, It's Only Begun

Yes, yes it has.

A shout out to everyone who reads this insane thing I call a blog: Love you!
And I didn't say that just because I'm about to start one of my crazy streaks.

As a lot have noticed, I don't post as often as I'd like to (yeah right. pssh. what am I doing here with my time??).  School and dance and whatnot. *cough*notthatI'msketchingallthetime*coughcough* I just haven't the time to do anything these days. I'm slowly and surely playing the piano more often (very slowly, mind you). Practicing with Neutron Star Collision for all the awesome people who know what that is. (And if you don't, do not go all up in google looking it up so you can be awesome too, haha). Yush, so anyway... To be frank, I've been sketching more than often, but less than I'd like, but I still have other things to do, etc. If that made sense to you, welcome, my friend, to Planet Insanity. I'm sure you'll recognize a few people here.
Paragraph Break! Ha.
One more. And now, for the daily grammatical lesson of yours truly. Lesson: Do not eeeevvver make grammatical errors in front of me(or behind me or next to me). I mean, you could, but I guarantee the next thing I say will annoy you if you don't like being corrected, and today my new friend has showed me why this is such an important thing.

YES! So pleeeease use your commas wisely. And don't mix up "than" and "then." That's just trying to bug me, eh?
Moving on! Allons-y!

Some of you have noticed the little countdown dinglehopper (or as Ten might say: timey-wimey, wibbly-wobbly, mess-of a-thing). And it's exactly that! Or really a coutdown to the release of Behemoth!! Yesss! My amazing friend Scott let me use it for the time-being. I so happy, hee hee.
I am so very excited for the release, two days before my birthday, AND Zombies vs. Unicorns has come out! I am heading to the nearest book store to get it. I. Am. Hysteric.

Holly Black is so going down! Bwahahaha!
Back to Behemoth of course. I am very annoyed to say that Scott has found an awesome artist before me.

This is a nice example, but I never pictured Alek with brunette hair. Huh. I always pictured him blonde, but oh well, I think I remember something mentioning this color. Ha, well this is Allison B. Thomas, an awesome artist who can draw hands with ease (a life's dream for me, as some of you know). Oh, and caption-wise: this is a little picture that Scott commissioned with Alek and Deryn.
I'll try to feature some other artists I find later on. I have a few in mind already. :D

Well, I'm hoping this isn't too long, so I'll close it up now. (Too many pictures in this post. ^^)

Two-fro an Afro,
Katelyn

Bipolar Maniacs & Unfortunate Alliances

"So it doesn't have a name?"
"As a great man once said, 'to define is to limit.'" She winked.
"That man was a fictional character."
"And so are you if you think about it."
"What?"

Ten cookies to whoever can figure out which two people are included in that conversation. ;D

Well, many apologies to anyone who has been waiting for my next post. My internet's been down for more than two weeks now, and I've been limited in its use. I've also just been settling into school (and I know some of you have just started). However, (and excuse me if I get off-topic and start typing song lyrics) I am very excited to tell you all about my new ideas for another story (good heavens, yes) that some of you already know of. Most don't, so here we go.

This will be my NaNoWriMo for 2012 (wow I plan ahead) and currently the story has no name. But hey, The Last started that way too, and see where that is. :) Anyway, I've got several drawn-out characters already, although the main character has no name (which should come first, I know). I have a couple other characters I'm thinking about adding as well, but I've got doubts.
The main sitch is that this guy (let's call the main character Billiam for now)... Billiam is a struggling writer in Victorian London who needs a break very, very badly. He ends up stumbling upon a carnival(which he could have sworn was not there before *heh*) that has absolutely no name.
The person in charge, also the ringmaster, is named Jaqueline. No surname, just Jaqueline. Jackie is never seen in a different mood than the smirk on her face and the tip of her hat. Not many know much about her.
There are many many unique acts in the carnival, inlcuding a Were-fox named Warren(he's... weird. and color-blind), a bipolar maniac named Cassidy Thomas(she's the one who manages the carnival's income and money and boring stuff like that), and a dancing doll named Lorraine. Lorraine has troubles with herself, condsidering she knows she's not even supposed to be alive.
In fact, most of the people in this story have troubles.
Haunting the area is the personification of fear itself. No, he's not a ghost. I'm not into that stuff. His name is Jabber.

Sorry if it's a tad bit dark, but it's one of the best pictures I've got him. Well best that I have on hand. The rest are in my sketchbook. (And trust me, he is so painstakingly difficult to draw.) So Jabber's basic description is that he steals children in the night, he has one injured eye(hence the squinting one in every picture, mind you), he can't handle sun or light (cliche, but that's how his eye was hurt), and he can possess a person/create new life in his control. Thus, creating Hanna Nereshade.
Hanna is a suductive demon-type creature, in which she can take the souls of anyone daring to get too close. Her dead giveaway that she's part of Jabber is that her eyes are a glowing yellow, an unfortunate gene that always is passed down to his creations.
Now, for the alliance, Jaqueline is somehow affiliated with Jabber, and I'm not going to tell how or why, because that will just spoil the whole thing, now won't it? I'm especially excited about this little plunnie here. It's rather sad actually, but that's all good. ;)
So Billiam of course has to fit in somewhere. Billiam's been hired to write something for an act(in which I'm still developing the character for that particular act), and he just can't help but notice a couple out-of-place items in his new home. The ringmaster may be hiding a few things. Well, actually OF COURSE she has to be hiding something. No one can be that cool without having some sort of evil motive. Eh, but I'm not saying she's evil. Just insanely clever.

So that's about it. I hope I haven't forgotten anything. I've thought this out pretty well I think. And I can tell that Panic! at the Disco is going to be my favorite thing to listen to when I write this. Brenden Urie just has the perfect voice, and their music is where I've gotten most of these ideas from. :D

Rather long post, me thinks. Me also thinks I should close this. Gotta love that good grammar from back in the day. ^^

Allons-y!
Katelyn