PLEASE ONLY LIKE THIS POST IF YOU ARE ACTUALLY INTERESTED!!
I think I may have very breifly mentioned this before, but. In February, I am going to Kupocon, and am sharing an artist alley table with lilly-white. Lilly would obviously be doing her proper arty thing, but the idea of me being there was that we would collaborate to create printed compilation books of my fanfics illustrated with her drawings. Basically like the doujinshi artists who produce novel doujinshi.
The longer I have to think about it, the more I worry that the endeavour is going to be a whole lot of work for no return. Printing books is expensive, if they don’t sell I’m going to end up a good £100 or so at least out of pocket. And if the books won’t sell, Lilly could use that time to be working on her projects that will sell instead of the illustrations for my dumb-ass shit.
I was always planning to offer up any left over for people on Tumblr to buy, but I don’t even know if anyone here would want such a thing! Hence, feeler post.
Details are below the cut (including approximate prices, page counts, and what stories would be included). IF YOU THINK YOU WOULD BE INTERESTED IN BUYING ONE, PLEASE LIKE THIS POST.If it’s not your thing, that’s cool, feel free to ignore this post and just keep on scrolling.
(Don’t worry, I’m not holding anyone accountable for this (I’m automatically going to assume the actual of number of takers would be half of the response I get, because shit happens and not everyone will have the funds at the right time or whatever), it’s really just to see if it’s viable or not. If I only get two or three responses, even on Tumblr, then it might be time to put the project away.)
Another quick ten minute sketch - no, I’m not obsessed with neither Doctor Who, nor David Tennant. - ok I am but I love it and I don’t care and I’ll be obsessed with these two things for the rest of my life.
Both in simple marker and in colour, yay, two birds with one stone!
Her eyes, brown and sparkling and holding onto the horizon Her lips, pink, and soft, and cradling every kind word spoken Her hands, pale, creamy palms and tender fingers embracing each other and those they once held
She was known for kissing stars at night She was known for kissing the raindrops on gray days She was known for kissing each unique snowflake
But her heart belonged beyond the horizon her heart belonged to golden warmth her heart belonged to the light
Each sunset an “I love you” just for her Each sunset an “I love you” for all the world to see