Two more chapters of Steven up on the fiction page. One more issue to go, and the fiction behind the first story arc will be completed.

I have fallen in love, all over again, with ‘s interpretation of my fiction. He gets Steven. What he draws oscillates between simple and detailed, and captures the crazy perfectly. I am still geeked, energized, and having to restrain myself from pestering him into oblivion.

If this gets any worse, I’m going to have to pack up my scanner and my laptop, drive to Cleveland, and pay a visit. But I’m sure that hasn’t been his plan all along. ;)

I’ve finished the next chapter of Issue 20, which was a bit difficult. Reading back over it reassures me that it flows, but I’m feeling like this third story arc is pushing the characters into a place that they wouldn’t otherwise go. And then I remembered what Steven said at the end of the last arc. And, of -course- he’d do it this way. I mean, when you get to confront Death, you’ve got to lead him on a good chase, right?

I think that Steven and Madness might be pals, if they could just stop staring at each other with those creepy smiles.