Well, I said I would start writing my graphic novel in April and I have. Tonight I wrote the first chapter – and I’ll admit that it’s harder than one would think. I’m finding that I really have to imagine what the scene would look like – and ask myself if the story is being told in the action of the picture.

Yeah, there are thought bubbles guiding the reader along. But I’m a fan of comics, and I know how irritating those can be when they are overused. The story must be told in the pictures, the reader must be guided along by what is happening on the page, and most importantly the reader must connect with a character whose thoughts and emotions are unspoken.

So I have written the first chapter. Yet, I have not written the first chapter to the graphic novel of Rancour. There’s another story that’s been bubbling inside me for several years, and it’s demanding that it be told. What am I to do? I’m telling it. I’m getting it out there, discovering who these characters are, and finding out what it is that they wish to say.

So far, I think these are characters that I won’t mind getting to know better.

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