Island of the Lone Sane Thought

First entry (art)
Second entry (art)
Third entry (fic) (Fourth World)
Fourth entry (fic) (Fifth World)
Fifth entry (fic) (Sixth World part one)
Sixth entry (fic) (Sixth World part two)
Seventh entry (fic) (Sixth World part three)

Fanart by iibnf is found here
Fanart by saridout is found here
gillieweed found a floating cat poster

Yes, we've reached the end of the floating cats...*sob* (of relief, of course.)

( Floating cat world ahoy )

And that's it, folks!

There's more stuff in the red book that takes place before the floating cats stuff, but I can't find the red book, and it isn't that entertaining anyway.

Somewhere I have more SuperSpy Sue writing...now that's sporkable. Will find it sometime in the near future.

Hope you had fun reading the floating cat fic!

First entry (art)
Second entry (art)
Third entry (fic) (Fourth World)
Fourth entry (fic) (Fifth World)
Fifth entry (fic) (Sixth World part one)
Sixth entry (fic) (Sixth World part two)
Seventh entry (fic) (Sixth World part three)

Fanart by iibnf is found here
Fanart by saridout is found here (I am so cracking up right now!)

( Floating cat world ahoy )

First entry (art)
Second entry (art)
Third entry (fic) (Fourth World)
Fourth entry (fic) (Fifth World)
Fifth entry (fic) (Sixth World part one)
Sixth entry (fic) (Sixth World part two)
Seventh entry (fic) (Sixth World part three)

For those who remember the insane floating cats entries that I drew when I was eleven (part one and part two. PS: I made some of the images larger so they are easier to see, have cleaned up the entries a little to make them easier to read as well)...

I have the sequel.

I started writing a story when I was fourteen. It was the first long story that I ever wrote. I wrote it in a red checkered journal that blumsmile gave to me. It was typical Mary Sue stuff, all about how three friends were going to save the world through bizarre prophecies and super powerful gemstones. Well, this story eventually could not be constrained by the limits of the little red journal, and I ended up writing more in a regular size notebook. I can't find the red journal (I have it somewhere), but that's immaterial at the moment, because I've found the regular size notebook stuff, which is where the story really takes a crazy turn.

Yes, because of the Leethstone (an enchanted gemstone), the three (plus a boy, oh! four) intrepid explorers are now crossing from Plane to Plane. Each Plane is completely unique. Er, was completely unique to a fourteen year old, I mean. And eventually the characters stumbled right into Floating Cat Plane because I was determined to inflict---er, reuse the material, apparently. heh.

Actually I don't know how to proceed with this. I could do short excerpts from each Plane for a week or so, and then do the floating cats stuff as it was...I don't want to bore anybody, but there's some stuff that's even worse than floating cats. No lie.

Okay, so I'll do it the long way. Don't hate me.

( Excerpt One: Oh, the Pain (Second--er, Fourth World, World of the Allegorical Cats) )

First entry (art)
Second entry (art)
Third entry (fic) (Fourth World)
Fourth entry (fic) (Fifth World)
Fifth entry (fic) (Sixth World part one)
Sixth entry (fic) (Sixth World part two)
Seventh entry (fic) (Sixth World part three)

Part One of drawings I did at age eleven, requested by privatemaladict (that's who you send the therapy bill to, btw).

This is a series of drawings that I invested a significant portion of math class to in junior high school. I was in either the seventh or eighth grade. I was completely unpopular, hated my classmates, and was entirely miserable. It really was the worst two years of my life. I was surprised at some of these drawings when I looked at them last night; clearly I had some issues about violence. I warn you, some of these drawings look as if they were the product of a deranged adolescent. Well, they probably were.

Anyway, the fantasy world was where I liked to be, and I read lots and lots of fantasy at that time, like Piers Anthony (Xanth, Blue Adept) and Dune by Frank Herbert. I also voraciously read books about drug use and its effect on the human body and books about Native Americans. I was fascinated by Mayan/Olmec/Aztec culture as well.

So this series of drawings was a story to me, some sort of illustrated daydream progression. I apparently developed some sort of cat culture that was heavily influenced by the D & D weapons guide and Native American cultures. These cats battled against a race of dragons perpetually. Their military system was based on different sets of "forces". (Spear Forces, Arrow Forces, etc.) Their means of transportation were giant heart-shaped floating balloons. The military cats would inscribe their balloons with a symbol depending on which Force they belonged to. There were rites of passage and tragedies and lots of combat and singing. You'll see.

I've left the pictures in order and titled them with my eleven-year-old self's titles. My current self will be typing a commentary for each picture so that it won't be a total waste of time...hopefully you'll get a chuckle out of some of the pics.

I scanned each page in and cropped and resized. There are thirty scans in all. Half will be in this entry, the rest in the next, and I apologize now to anyone with dial-up who wants to see these. Actually, I apologize in advance to anyone who actually clicks on the cut-link. If you are deranged enough to want to see them closer up, just click on the picture.

( Click only if you are absolutely certain you wish to proceed. )
Part Two